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Horizon: The Limit of the Theoretically Possible Universe Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by anna, United States Apr 24, 2004
  Poetry

  

Confusion just manages
Manages to find me
It always exists
In my life
Never gives me a break
Like my mom
Never gives me a break
I just wish once
Maybe I could have just one
One chance
One understanding moment
One connection
Where everything feels
Right
No, not just right
Perfect
Everything feels perfect
Perfect like a sunset
No, not just a sunset
A sunset shared with another
All I want are shared sunsets
Understanding moments
Where everything is perfect
To feel closeness
A connection
To be loved
Loved in return
I have the ability to love
But am I capable
Capable of being loved
Of sharing a sunset
Of fitting in
Yet being myself
Am I deserving?
Will I find that one chance?
The one understanding moment?
Destiny
It shapes my life
No break is planned in this ongoing turmoil
Always working
Striving toward perfection
On the path to love
Success, understanding
Common moment of mankind
The purpose of culture
Of differences
Of class distinctions
Why do ethnicities matter?
They should matter
Differences should be cherished
But where is the passion, the patience, the peace
When will it stop?
The confusion that follows us all?
One moment can tie the world together
Just one sunset that all can see
All can connect to
Not a common view but an understanding scene
Where perfection is evident
No killing
No hate
Relaxation
A soft sunset to calm the storm
The storm of tension
Confusion
Existing at home, at school, in life
The world
Like a sunset
Searching for that moment
When everything is perfect
No confusion is found
No confusion is hiding
Just perfection
A place
A place in the food chain of a jungle
That consumes innocence
A simple sunset
To bring it all back
If only for one moment
But where can we find it?
How can I seize it?
Keep it forever?
Can it fit in a pocket?
What exactly do I seek?
Answers
Patient and global answers
Water, disease, hunger
Love
Who can answer these questions?
Can I?
Can you?
Can anyone really answer or solve
The confusion that follows
Haunting, concealing the one thing I look for
Compassion
A comfort found in the sky
A comfort found in a heart
But the questions always haunt
Who am I?
Is what I do chosen for me?
Or by me
Life
What about my life
Should I live like this?
Are these who my friends should be?
What defines me?
Should my grades be better?
Or has my excellence been reached
How about love
Am I supposed to discover romance?
Or should it discover me
Am I supposed to be isolated?
Should I be working towards world peace?
Maybe a Nobel Prize?
Or math, what about science?
Should I be wearing that white lab coat?
Should I be a burn out, a bum, or a bore?
Am I the unfortunate or the fortunate?
Experience makes one think
But what about the people who don’t think?
What happens to them?
Should I be thinking?
Or should I just be searching
For the moment of perfection
Where I find all the answers?
Maybe I’ll never find every one?
Experience brings moments
Combined to create one
Climax of the story
The turning point in the journey of life
Winding and bending the road to all answers
Perhaps never ending
Who really knows what, who, why I am?
The next stepping-stone leads me
In the direction of
Destiny
All of the answers
To all of the wonders
Do I really know as much I think I know?
Maybe I don’t really know anything
Maybe I know too much
If you see me somewhere just let me know
I’m looking for myself
I’ve been set on a journey
A journey to question, wonder and puzzle
I have patience
I have courage
I have devotion
I am on the road to one
One sunset
Just one shared sunset
But when will I reach my horizon.





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Anna Oren | Jun 20th, 2004
thank you for ur words about my poem, it was a stream of conciousness piece that just kind of happened one day when i was stresses with colleg apps. as for my citizenship i understand its important to be my own person and not listen to my parents sometimes bla bla bla. but i think its different in this case its out of respect for my father that i will not cancel my citizenship and it is part of my family, my history, my culture. half my life really has been lived in israel, every summer since i was born seriously...since i was born. so i dunno i thought about it and i decided i should keep it if possible out of respect for my parents' culture and also the history of my family considering i was the first one of all of us to be born in america.

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