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    dots Submission Name: Whydots

    Author: Katlord
    ASL Info:    24/no thanks/my room
    Elite Ratio:    2.17 - 375/199/101
    Words: 73
    Class/Type: Random Thoughts/Depressed
    Total Views: 882
    Average Vote:    4.0000
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    Why is it that at times life can seem so precious?

    Yet through a change of events it is filled with despire.

    Why must one continue their own excistance?

    When sorrow has taught them that you will just fade.

    Fade into the nothingness that is called.. death.

    Pleased with the memories of those that have already gone.

    You must be patient to join them.

    But why?

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      Very nice. I think that without the sorrow you cannot have happiness. That in order to get to the good times you have to get through those tough times first. I enjoyed it very much, and I love that it made me think. Sometimes I wonder the very same thing and the good times come and I find my answer.
    | Posted on 2007-12-31 00:00:00 | by Draumrkopa | [ Reply to This ]
      Good question. I guess it's one of those things that everyone asks, but no one can answer correctly.
    I like that this makes me think. It's short and simple, but really says a lot.

    Nicely done

    | Posted on 2007-10-01 00:00:00 | by Razor2TheRosary | [ Reply to This ]
      You presented the poem (And question) very well. It's original to start talking about life in the beginning of the poem and then start questioning and talking about death at the end.

    As for the answer to the question, we all have different answers to it, but everyone is right. It is how we view it in our eyes.
    | Posted on 2007-09-18 00:00:00 | by JerichoMccoy | [ Reply to This ]
      I don't know the answer here but i really enjoy the poem. I think that everyone has their own thoughts and feelings on things like this, I'm glad you could find the words to put it in a question that people will seriosly think about. Very good write.
    | Posted on 2007-09-12 00:00:00 | by Darklonelygirl | [ Reply to This ]
      Life is precious to us, it is filled with despair because only then do we know that it can't get worse. When we are happy, we are always waiting for that one thing to ruin it, and by waiting for it, usually cause it. We continue to exist for a few reasons. The main one is that most of us are afraid of being gone. We fear being insignificant. My reason is, as with many others, religion. I live and exist because God created me to do just that. Others exist out of spite. They feel that everyone wants them gone, and therefore make sure not to appease them. Finally, the last bit is contradictory. To say we must wait to "join them" contradicts the part about fading into nothingness. If we fade into nothingness, there is no-one to join. That is another reason people have to continue to exist, fear of being alone.
    | Posted on 2007-09-12 00:00:00 | by Vampiric Death | [ Reply to This ]
      It was very short but that is good because there are only so many questions you can ask about this subject...everyone thinks of those things and that is why this is good...the only thing i would have to say is try to describe more on what you are trying to ask..anyways...it made me feel like i could answer those question when i can't because i too want to know...
    | Posted on 2007-09-02 00:00:00 | by taintedsmiles | [ Reply to This ]
      What you have asked here is the big question about life itself. What is life?
    Everyday is a rollercoaster and for the most part it can be fun until we hit those down points or when we are turned upside down by lifes events. I like the questions you have asked and wonder if you have not answered your own questions within your own write.
    Your final lines are wise in that the choice to not to embrace death but wait to meet those who have passed before us.
    Your poem here is sort of deep because you asked questions that we have all asked before.

    I guess all I can say is that it is human to have questions about these things. The good thing is that we can make the choice to live on and be happy with what we have and all that we will have.

    In the end we can look back and feel good about all that we have done and know that those who love us will be there when we need them most.

    I have a family and I have given all that I can to them. My prize is that even though there is ups and downs with them I still have the pride that they have and will succede. My gift to them is to just love them no matter where they end up.

    I hope I made sense here for you and if not then you can simply ignore me.

    I hope all is well with you

    Respect and Admiration

    | Posted on 2007-08-21 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]
      i totally feel what you wrote here, i could not answer one of the questions in the poem but it made me wonder why too. i liked it keep up the good work. Joanna
    | Posted on 2007-08-20 00:00:00 | by heartless_ | [ Reply to This ]

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