Ponderings of a Curious Mind (standard:poetry, 154 words)
Author: BlindAngel	Added: Mar 27 2001	Views/Reads: 4032/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Thoughts on life. Yeah, thats about the only way to put it. Feedback and/or voting very much appreciated.

One day I will die. 

This should not come as a surprise to you, 

for one day you shall too. 

But what is it you desire here? 

Do you want fame? 

Fortune? 

Love? 

To be remembered, 

or forgotten? 

To be remembered seems so a great a thing, 

but those who remember will die. 

Your art will fade. 

Writings crumble to dust. 

Movies, tapes, records all will die someday. 

So what of that? 

Seek you a fulfilled life for yourself? 

That seems the greatest thus far. 

To live the life you were born to live. 

To live it well. 

And live it right. 

Is it still greater to fulfill the lives of others? 

Or does it matter as they all disappear? 

Is it true to feel? 

True to love? 

Is truth so very true? 

Just think hard on this one thought, 

Has reading this helped fulfill you? 

Or better put, 

Are you really living life?


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