What am I? Who am I?
Not the one who believes what I am.
You know me? Yet I don't even know myself.
A figure of a make-belief arrogance.
Simply because I'm Human.
Afraid to show. Afraid to tell.
All I know is I am human.
One that leads his thoughts with emotion.
Scared of death and the fleeting time.
So scared that "he" can't help but cry all the time.
If I'm alive, am I human?
But what about the beasts outside?
Are they human?
If I fall with my own hands, am I human?
Blessed with all the imperfections?
Disregarding the furless skin,
Without remorse to it's own kin.
Is that Human?
My reflection shows that I am Human.
But am I really human?
Not some beast or an alien?
Who am I? What I am?
If who am I is what I am,
Then what am I?
But simply only human.
If I get angry, sad, and happy,
Is that being human?
Not a lie told by constant hypocrisy?
If I can be like the birds that fly,
Can I be the same as those who pass by?
If human is what I am, then...
"Are you human?"
Categories:
furless, deep, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
the silence of yesterday
forgot about the wings that caressed the wind,
the wind
also no longer wears the leaves in its hair, - brides lying in the soft grass,
the grass
does not count stars anymore, does not wash its head in the clouds,
with the thread glued to the ear of the earth, it is listening to the silence after the silence, probably
it will snow tomorrow
slow
&smooth
&white
white, at the edge of the forest, it will snow again, and the bear's tooth
stuck in the trunk of a tree will again give birth
two or three bears helpless, furless and
blind,
but
it won't be a problem, nursing them until the second spring
they will grow very very fast
as always
Categories:
furless, allusion, angel, christmas, earth,
Form: Free verse
I'm the smoothest cat in town
No fur, no fleas just peachy down.
I wear my wrinkly skin with pride
For I’m unique and dignified.
I am a Sphynx cat breed mutation,
A furless, feline aberration,
It’s who I am and I don’t care
If my appearance makes you stare.
For I’m at home in my loose skin
And beauty comes from deep within.
My mistress loves me, I love her;
I warm her lap, she makes me purr!
Tania Kitchen Cat Contest
09/08/18
Categories:
furless, appreciation, cat, discrimination,
Form: Personification
The Furless Cat
By Elton Camp
Sue’s house was filled with cat hair
To family it didn't seem fair
So she had to get to the source
Vacuumed the cat of course
But when done, the poor cat was bare
Categories:
furless, funny, cat,
Form: Limerick