Once upon a time -
A youngling believed -
With his whole heart -
He'd achieve great things,
Once upon a long lost hope -
A youbgling believed -
With his naive thoughts and prayers -
He'd get somewhere,
He'll find his place,
In a big wide world,
The time flew fast by,
The youngling, no longer young,
Grew up and high,
Still hoping, still believing -
He might actually do it,
And one day,
He was found -
Dead with a bullet hole,
When he suddenly understood -
He's beliefs and prayers,
Were nothing but -
He went into a rabbit hole,
With no where to turn,
Dead and gone.
your poems may speak also to me and probably to other people.
Humans are just the outcome of their circumstances. Some of which they are not even aware of. Yad anakim shesama la'al (Rachel The Poetes).
you have a good sense of English-Latin rhythm.
I really appreciate the time you took to read my poems and comment on them.
Thank you very much for the compliments, tho I don't think I am that good of a poet, especially when it comes to poems written in English.
I'm glad I did make you think, as it is my main goal as a writer.
I'm not sure if you did compare me to Rachel, or if it's just a reference that occured while reading my poem.
If it's the latter - I'm really flattered.
If it's the first option, well, I don't think I can be compared to great poets such as Rachel and Bialik, tho I strive to get to their level.
Thanks again for all the compliments.