Boundary.

by AwingAshes   Sep 13, 2009


Boundary.

I sit here.
Behind thick glass,
with a view so perfect
of a world so harmed.

I sit here.
Wishing to explore,
that which is still virtuous,
untouched and pure.

I sit here.
Wanting the world
at my fingertips,
needing the freedom
without this boundary.

I sit here.
Behind the glass,
Wishing I could fly.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Your poem expresses what many of us feel today and you have explained it so well. I feel like nothing should be changed as you have truly portrayed your need for that freedom, to go past the boundry line and fly away from hurt and shame. A deep and meaningful work of art, nicely done.

    ~MaryAnne

  • 15 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    I sit here.
    Behind the glass,
    with a view so perfect
    of a world so harmed.

    *I'd maybe change "the" to "thick" that way the image of the glass you're behind is better. But I love what you are saying here. It's sad how clearly we can see destruction. I liked that this one was short. Every line had a purpose and added something else to the story you were telling. Sad but so true. Winderful job here hun. You're amazing :) Keep writing. Nik*

  • 15 years ago

    by Em

    Life thros obsticles at us at times but it's always good to know that people overcome them. Seems like you were talking about that wall, maybe I'm wrong. Perfect flow as always. 5/5, Em x

  • 15 years ago

    by AwingAshes

    Glad to be here :)
    Thank you for you wonderful comment, and it's awesome that you understood it bang on :)

  • 15 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    This was amazing, what I got out of this poem was how at times there like a wall up and with that in the way it takes away all the freedom and everything we wish or want to do in life.. but with that there it's like a roadblock for us in pursuing our wishes. Loved this, well done and welcome to the site. (: