I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for whom I am not;
I'd rather be loved for who I am, than hated for whom I am not.
wake me
I walk this path
alone and quite slowly
fearing I'll disturb someone else
a trance
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
14 comments:
I like the intro, Magyar. Powerful and true.
Living in fear...the worst way of all to live. That made me so sad!
This reminds me of a great song by Frank Zappa called "You are wath you is", although it sounds goofy it is very true just like the intro of this poem.
It begins like so- Do you know what you are?
You are what you is
You is what you am
(A cow don't make ham...)
;)
I admire anyone who can write a poem in his sleep!
In a way we are all seeking that path, which will allow us to be ourselves, -- love or hate; both are an other's involvement -- we can do nothing about that, i guess
Fear of disturbing another -- If no body disturbed us we would rather have remained an animal clan -- A little fear is good as much as a little disturbance -- that makes us more humane,
well, my thought....i am one who writes in trance or impulsively, and has to remind myself I must not be disturbing another too much -- hence this long comment in response :)
Nice poem, Magyar :)
wishes,
devika
Magyar...my post today is an after-thought of my comment here :)
wishes,
devika
I love your words,Magyar! So much to think over.
I love how you wrote it...I remember something similar with stats something like 65% of the people will love you for the wrong reasons, 30% of the people will hate you for the wrong reasons, and only 5% will love you for the right reason...Those are the people whose opinion should matter...or something like that
spot on M
john
Love this poem of yours. It touches my heart and soul. Beautifully expressed sentiment.
A very thoughtfull Cinquain, and made me scribble something down:
please do
disturb trances now
before ASC comes true
I am what I am do accept it
I do
Thoughtful and power, Doug. Bravo!
the path walked alone; is peopled
by so many of us, walking the path the same way
much love
gillena
My friends, I thank you all for your and vivid understanding comments! _m
Takes me on a journy back to one of my blessed favorites from "Frostie" .....
two roads.....
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