Brie Carter

(March 12,1994 / Dalton)

The Future, Unknown


Within the dread of the moment
I must dought that Shakespeare
Sat up all night, Writing his plays
Knowing they'd be timeless
One man
An epic in writing
By accident
Maybe one day
Once I have long since passed
Someone will come across
The pages I breathed life into
And maybe, out of mere curiosity
They may read my words and find symbolism
That I never meant to include
Maybe, in 300 years
I shall be an epic in the world of poetry
(If one still reads poetry by then)
And maybe I'll become famous as Shakespeare
Or Edgar Allen Poe; maybe I'll be known
For something I never meant to do
Myabe I'll be known for this

Submitted: Friday, October 03, 2008

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  • Jane 92 (10/6/2008 10:28:00 AM)

    you are very right
    i always think this
    because everyone analyzes poetryhis/ her own way (Report) Reply

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