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Portraits of Me

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As I lay here,
in a pool of my own self loathing,
the point from which I think I'm controlling,
everything that happens to me,
my destiny,
my insanity.

My pedestal, I climb so I can be,
high above for all to see,
walking tall, with the world at my feet,
while the truth being,
false reality.

For what I project, is all that you see,
images for you, portraits of me,
but the truth you see,
agony,
duality,
no matter how hard I try,
this is all I can be.

So as I lay here,
in a pool of my own self loathing,
a sheep, in wolves clothing,
I wait for the day that I can be free,
of this bastard reality.
I wait for the day,
where tranquility,
is all that I'll see,
and those portraits of me,

will truly be.

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"One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead"

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  • natchstucco
    March 8, 2008

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    very interesting introspection happening. so many faces that we put on our selves. the good the bad and the ugly ...clint couldnt do it better. I am 1 of these in every way.


  • Ithica silver member
    March 7, 2008

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    The good bad and the ugly... With so many faces how can we put our best foot forward...? Gettin' Real!


  • mona
    March 3, 2008
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    Beautiful portrait thanks for sharing


  • idloveaganzfeld
    January 17, 2008

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    I liked this poem. Emphasized in my opinion how one can carry much on their shoulders of what they are but to others they may seem lesser


  • Barely Breathing gold member
    January 12, 2008
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    This is really such a brilliant poem. I loved the imagery you have used here. "So as I lay here, in a pool of my own sef loathing", this is such a great line. And your words are so true, so many people can relate to what you have written here. WEll done, this is really great.


  • Transcend All
    December 3, 2007

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    Transcend All

    Very Groovy!

    I found a wonderful slice of imagery here! Your painting "self-portrait" has many textures, layers of inspired thought. I felt a true sense of yourself, as if it were your own blue period of self realizations - just waiting to be who and what you desired all along. A world filled with distraction, diverting us from the life we always hoped for. Very nicely done! I really enjoyed a glimpse into your work.

    Namaste'


  • Menace
    December 2, 2007

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    You are very talented. This piece made perfect sense to me and I think you painted an excellent description for the reader. Good luck in the contests!


  • melphleg gold member
    November 20, 2007

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    can relate

    Spoken by a true melancholy. The gifted get so introspective and wallow in self-pity. We project our good side hoping that is what they will see fearing if one really knew us, we'd not be loved. That's what I think this piece portrays.


  • aboomer silver member
    November 18, 2007

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    Nice writing. The images are well-depicted (and so true), the flow is good and I love your wording. I am glad I picked this one to RTF.
    We all have so many portraits of ourselves that we show to others...and we all hide so many portraits of ourselves that are private.
    I can't pick a favorite line as I enjoyed all of them.


  • Myjoy gold member
    November 12, 2007

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    lovely, this is a very wonderful insight on your thoughts and wanting to grow. Good luck, and thank you for sharing.

  • meekia
    November 10, 2007
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    this poem is so true.it is so heartfelt the words flow so well.


  • opaqueangel
    November 9, 2007

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    We all have "self-portraits" that we are less than truethfull about or less than happy to have, or even both! You have capture the feeling of konwing that you are up ther eon your pedistle and knowing that this is not where you belong, so well. I really like the way you wrote this peice, abd the structure and flow, with thgeir almost off beat pace, made this peice all the more excelent. I can tell that you are a very talented and unique writter with your own style. Another thing that I really like about this peice is that it shows a very impulsive thought and side to the person this poem is about, we all have this with in us and many neglect to write as well about it as you have here. Great peice and good luck in the contest!


  • waydownuponjoy
    November 9, 2007

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    I saw where you

    ... were coming from and can appreciate the honesty of this poem. I came to return a favor and was pleased to land on this one. The photo at the top was most inticing and I feel that you took that image of feeling and did well with it. Good luck in the contest too! joy


  • LadyDementia gold member
    November 8, 2007
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    A great write, I like the style you wrote it in.


  • ears2hearyou gold member
    October 22, 2007

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    Brutal Raw and absolutely

    wickedly exequiste!!!!
    Absolutely loved this...you bathed us in the flow and
    pulled us the finally three words...will truly be.
    I too..have learned that this journey, sometimes requires
    that we "just hold on" and other times stretches us so..
    thanks for putting it in words so we can
    grrrowwwww....
    excellent write, tightly written, clean, crisp,
    let's just hope this guy farts! He's good!
    ears2hearyou
    Kathleen : ))

  • tinytoes
    October 19, 2007

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    Portraits of Me - a superb, heart searching write that not only I, but I feel most people will be able to identify with. So glad I clicked on your page. This poem is very deep and full of emotion. Liked it very much. Julie.


  • Poetic-Theorem gold member
    October 5, 2007

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    Brilliant take on the picture prompt. Very well written as you brought the pic to life by speaking through both her thoughs and emotions. The entire poem is great and flows very smoothly.

    I love the final stanza, which really brings this piece home and makes is a masterful write as well;

    "So as I lay here,
    in a pool of my own self loathing,
    a sheep, in wolves clothing,
    I wait for the day that I can be free,
    of this bastard reality.
    I wait for the day,
    where tranquility,
    is all that I'll see,
    and those portraits of me,
    will truly be.

    WELL PENNED!
    Thank you for you entry and I wish you the very best in the contest!


  • poeticdestiny
    October 1, 2007
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    Wonderful poem. Absolutely loved the imagery.

  • Dobar Dan
    September 19, 2007
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    P.S. - I am from Canadfa too - Joe

  • Dobar Dan
    September 19, 2007
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    It's Okay

    Came here to return the favour - hope this is just a poem and not the story of your life - but if it is - "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your path" - Bless God - Joe

  • natchstucco
    September 15, 2007
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    Well mr.

    This is quite the poem. Such insight. I do think there is a lot of this in society as persons are always behind a mask. It has to be relieving to write about it, I am the same and as all are,even if they won't admit it...for if we reveal our true selves the wolves will be there at the door.

  • heartpour
    August 30, 2007
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    Truly a piece to seriously ponder upon. Excellent work! More power on your writing!


  • Danneh
    August 26, 2007

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    *which

    Actually. It'd be more correct if it was a sheep in wolves clothing..

    We put up false images, and we smile just to see ourselves fall, no that anyone else can see us... Lying on the ground in our own deciet.. We have to pick ourselves up each day and paint our selves just so. All in hope that we will be what they want. and that one day we can truly be what they need.

    -Danneh
    Good luck in the contest.


  • BareBeast
    August 22, 2007

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    So as I lay here,
    in a pool of my own self loathing,

    my fave line. what an awesome poem,.


  • Broken Machine
    August 17, 2007

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    I reall like this poem. Keep up the good work. Good luck in the contest!


  • JinSays gold member
    August 13, 2007

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    walking tall, with the world at my feet,
    while the truth being,
    false reality.
    Those lines are awesome and stand out. The ending is very good too. The reference to "a pool of self-loathing" is effective, though graphically rough and kind of out of place for this piece. There are some true gems here, and I love everything else about it.


  • BeautifulFlame
    August 13, 2007

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    This is interesting , a great write but why self loathing? Why not try being a sheep in wolfs cloths ?
    I think you are being so hard on yourself if this is about you .
    Sounds like you are depressed and i know that feeling all to well.
    One day you will be free!!!!!!!!!
    ~Lisa~

  • opaqueangel
    August 7, 2007
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    This is a great peice! I really enjoyed it. It is really interesting that you would pick this topic. I really liked this part: So as I lay here face down,
    in a pool of my own self loathing,
    a wolf, in sheep's clothing,
    I wait for the day that I can be free,
    of this bastard reality.
    good job!


  • Dark Fire
    August 7, 2007

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    Amazing

    I love the imagery...

    For what I project, is all that you see,
    images for you, portraits of me,
    but the truth you see

    Very nice lines...makes me think about the masks people wear daily to hide who they really are.
    Amazing write!


  • cheaphotelsign
    August 7, 2007

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    absolutely fantastic! i loved 'agony, duality'. this is an example of why i love your writing. reminds my of the way i think. so well done!!

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