The White Room
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The White Room
I am now feeling
like a lost camel
in the Sahara Desert.
I am very young
and I've got a lot of things
to learn.
Sometimes
I think:
I don't know anything
I should go to my house
and begin to study.
But, then, I think
Why? A lot of the time
knowledge flies after studying.
Will I fly with English
out of this white room?
by Irene Soriano Flórez
With kind permission of the poet, previously published in Poetry as a Foreign Language, edited by Martin Bates, White Adder Press, 1999
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nice poem Irene
nice poem Irene
no pain no game got ya
no pain no game
got ya
l like surfing the net....i
l like surfing the net....i feel great,relaxed and goooood.i dont think it is a waste of time ,for my opinion
No I feel different for
No
I feel different
for myself
I’m not playing.
No time for romantics
At all.
A donkey overloud
I think to myself.
And try to think different
and to overpass
i like this poem but anyway
i like this poem but anyway don't lost your way an education lasts a lifetime.
Sometimes, I feel like a lost
Sometimes, I feel like a lost camel. There is so much going on around me that I feel uncertain on what should I do or what should I act on first. I'm like a grain of sand carelessly being pushed to nowhere by the waves of the sea. But even if I'm alone, I don't despair. There are times when we must be in solitude to reflect on our lives, our achievements, our mistakes and the path we should take. We become a better person in this process, just like blazing metal shaped by fire and hammer into a glimmering sword.
I like this poem But I do not
I like this poem
But I do not like the idea of being lost and deserts
these days specially
Oh, this poem illustrates
Oh, this poem illustrates what I feel everyday after studying English. And I ask myself the same question: why? I also feel that I don't know anything.
Great poem!!!
i usually feel lost like a
i usually feel lost like a camel when I listen to a English lesson, but I know, another day, I will find my way out of my dessert
Great! I also hope to find my
Great! I also hope to find my way out and stop feeling lost. :)