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kittypaws
07-25-2010, 01:30 AM
What is life all about?
Why do we trudge
Mundane pace each and every
Single day?

I work hard
And so do you;
And others
Don’t
But we all end up in the
Same line.

I give of myself
To my skin bleeds
With nothing to show
Except stupidity.

You are handsome
I am quite easy on the eyes.
Personality stellar;
Still lost
in solitude.

Why are we here?
I have planted gardens,
Saved animals,
Cleaned the shoreline,
Prayed to God,
Saved a life.
Everything that feels right.

But I am still wondering
Why are we here?

I can not be a
Better friend
Nor more responsive
Lover.
I am open, sincere
And honest to a fault.

Life still wonders me
As I know not what it
Wants.
I only know what
I can give.
Which never seems
To be enough.

Kittypaws.......Amanda Curtis

tailor STATELY
07-25-2010, 01:47 AM
"Why Are We Here" - An interesting question.

verse 1 line 3 "Mundane pace each and every" a bit clunky; maybe [a mundane pace...]

also: verse 3 line 2 "To my skin bleeds" -- ; maybe [till my skin bleeds]

also: verse 8 line 1 "Life still wonders me"; maybe [Life still confuses me]

Sincerely,
tailor STATELY

Hawkman
07-25-2010, 02:25 AM
Hi kittypaws,

I really like this poem, tailor seems to have flagged all that needs flagging, but it flows well and is an enjoyable read. An interesting take on an eternal question :D

Best, H

Bar22do
07-25-2010, 02:35 AM
If you continue like that, Kittypaws, you'll find yourself soon an aknowledged philosopher! But for now, the eternal question received your voice, a bit overwhelmed, for, indeed, "what we are here for"!...

An interesting piece, in which you were careful enough not to look for answers... Bravo!

I join tS regarding the editing suggestions.

Warm regards to you,

Bar

adityasam
07-25-2010, 06:22 AM
I work hard
And so do you;
And others
Don’t
But we all end up in the
Same line.

I give of myself
To my skin bleeds
With nothing to show
Except stupidity.


These 2 stanzas showed great philosophy. "But we all end up in the same line", What a great thought. Good work!

:party:

hillwalker
07-25-2010, 06:23 AM
I sense that you do know what you are here for; you have made your existence essential to so many causes and individuals, yet still you feel you can contribute more.
This is a wonderful poem, and a step in the right direction for self-fulfillment.

H

blazeofglory
07-25-2010, 06:35 AM
I have raised this question long ago on this forum and am glad that someone has versified it into a beautiful poem. This is a great philosophical question and I always want to know how people think about this, though I know that there can be no answer to this, yet discussing it is interesting.

kittypaws
07-25-2010, 09:13 AM
Many thanks to all of you.....your thoughts mean much to me.

Philosopher? Nah, just someone who asks a lot of questions!



verse 1 line 3 "Mundane pace each and every" a bit clunky; maybe [a mundane pace...]

also: verse 3 line 2 "To my skin bleeds" -- ; maybe [till my skin bleeds]

also: verse 8 line 1 "Life still wonders me"; maybe [Life still confuses me]

tailor ~ my modifications...

What is life all about?
Why do we trudge this
Mundane path each
and every Single day?

verse 3 line 2 does read better with till my skin bleeds and as far as how life leaves me. Life puzzles me.

Respectfully to all.
thank you.

Kittypaws

PrinceMyshkin
07-25-2010, 10:00 AM
It seems you have the energy, heart and intelligence to define for yourself why you are here: best, I think, not to wait for approval from any one or any thing outside yourself.

Suppose, for example, that you received authoritative advice that you were NOT to help or care for others. Would you obey that?

kittypaws
07-25-2010, 02:11 PM
Prince - of course not! I would not be me then.


but I did receive a mail today that put a twist on my poem and a possilbe answer to why are we here.

A Dog's Purpose? (from a 6-year-old).

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker 's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.

He said,''People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?''
The Six-year-old continued,''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.''

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!

Hawkman
07-25-2010, 02:20 PM
A moving story and a great poem to finnish it off. V. Impressed kitty!

Best, H