The question that haunts us all:
What
Is
Life?
The truth is, it isn't.
Life is not definable, nor mappable.
Life is
A summer romance
Your favorite ice cream flavor
Bruises
Broken bones
Screaming mothers
Scolding fathers
Grass that tickles your feet
Laughing so hard you might vomit
Crying and crying and crying
Excitement
Disappointment
Reading your favorite novel
Watching your favorite show
Laying around doing absolutely nothing
Life is venturing out, in your own way
Venturing out into the "Great Perhaps."
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This is a great poem. I think we all wonder about what life really is and how you can 'win' at it. The truth is, there is no 'life' in the sense that you can complete it or conquer it. You can only make it good and seek what you love. I think you wrote about this point well, especially in your list of things we experience while living. I think that the list looks a big plain in the way you've formatted it. I suggest you make all the lines like that, stacked on top of each other. Or you could move around the list like you did with your starting question; I think that would be cool. Have fun experimenting. And awesome poem.
I like this overall because most poems about life are either depressing or positively reminiscent. This one manages to be both because most people are able to say that they have dealt with most of the things above. It's realistic, but the only thing I don't like is the format. I goes from charming to 'simple bulleted list without the bullets' to charming again. The tone just fluctuates to where it doesn't seem like the same poem. Lists are to the point and simple, but the way you start off gave me the wrong idea on what I was about to read. It's still enjoyable, and that's the only critique I have.