Question:
What do you think of this poem?
Ripples in the Water
I alone become finished,
if my water fountain isn't replenished.
Scattered images in my mind scare me,
as shadows over the sun make me blind.
Mixed are we, which one is he?
What gravity does his weight take to get him through?
Mixed up, he betrays what joys I wish for.
Fish out of water is he, searching for water so fresh,
as he tries to escape this woven mesh.
He feels out his form, mixed up.
I received him in my hand, dying.
As he gasped for air, I breathed into him;
his lungs filled with fluid so what could I do?
I was hoping he wasn't lying, as I held on,
waiting for hope to come along, and he had done
wrong by the break of day. I held on but he went on,
to new visions in the ripples of water
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
i really dint get the meaning of ur poem conveyed properly..
i think u cud hav put a more effort in making a more meaningful poem..
its ok...its thru many errors and mistakes v find the ryt one....best of luck...to the future worlds gr8est poet