What am I
but a name on a paper.
A word
who's meaning is meaningless
to you, to my 'self'.
My autonomy- much contradicted by
indisposable rights.
I am born alone-
for my 'self' to lead life.
To discover earth's beauty
by blind ambission :
not dictated by principles,
not dictated to resemble the average being,
not shared by should's and could's.
I am.
Simple but sumptuous.
I am the common thought,
yet different view.
Deligate of the living,
the growing earth,
nature's repetition and commodity.
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Nice post to define existence in a philosopical way. I like the line "a common thought, yet a different view."
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