Life

by noraida   May 8, 2005


We are just but puppets to Life.
To play with us as it pleases,
A lonely soul in the desert.
A mirage that is seen far away.
Seeking to quench the thirst.
And It can't never be satisfied.

It's like a candle that is lit.
And every second that passes.
Little by Little fades away and Dies.

To Reach a Star.
It's only a Dream.
A thought in the Mind.

What is it?

What is the Meaning Of Life?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Just Another Chemical Romance

    this is very powerful i like it,. just the other day i had to write a page on the meanin of life i could only get to half a page!!

  • 19 years ago

    by Rocky

    i liked this one a lot its so true 5/5 keep it up i want to read more

  • 19 years ago

    by noraida

    I do know the meaning of life

  • 19 years ago

    by Robert

    these are all but questions good one but just that tell me in your words what are the answers and this poem would be complete. If you would be so kind as to read any of my featured poems I would enjoy listening to what you think...

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