Voluptuous pouts ignite peacock pride;
mirrored images of perfection judge each other
while faults fall on deaf eyes.
Funeral pyres built for humility,
as arrogance flutters through serrated fingers
casting modesty into an ever deepening abyss.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder:
Mortality a disease to cure,
perfection obscene in reality,
blemishes of humanity embraced,
egotistical colours of excellence ...
the entrance fee to hell
Author notes
credit: "Vanity" by Marta Dahlig
A contest entry
- Voluminous Veils of Violet Vanity by DayDreamMuse.
1500 points, ended June 15, 2008, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Congratulations on the Silver, you deserved it.
I particularly loved the line "as arrogance flutters through serrated fingers" it put Me in mind of those who obsessively collect plastic surgery!
Well done!
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Oh, I really liked this one and I can't add anything else more than what Blue said about this poem. Simply marvelous. The language here is definitely powerful, elegant and beautiful.
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The ending line and title tie-in perfectly to each
other as well as the theme. I like the use of language here and how the theme of "vanity" is described using different words instead of repetition.
Only 'perfection' was found repeated. This line:
"while faults fall on deaf eyes" was quite inventive
and adds an element of satire to the verse. Blue
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