Third-Person Poem

A Poem By Nikki // 3/16/2006

She is the quiet one
with the brown hair, blue eyes.
A dreamer
caught somewhere between
a woman and a child,
living a life united
by stirrups and manes.
Wanting to do
everything, with never enough
time for it all,
she rails against the
frustration of being only human.
Wanting to believe
in the good of man yet
so often disappointed -
wanting to let passion
shine through in everything
she does, never satisfied
with half-hearted effort.

Comments

good 1

good 1

Anonymous | Sat, 03/14/2009

i like it

i like it

Anonymous | Sun, 04/04/2010

it good your wright

it good your wright

Anonymous | Tue, 02/01/2011

your wright

your wright

Anonymous | Tue, 02/01/2011

i think she did a really good

i think she did a really good job

Anonymous | Tue, 02/01/2011

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