Before the depths of pessimistic eyes
dissected phantoms advertise themselves
to congregations of corrupt perceptions.
Thin screens of smoke and screams pierce weak perceptions
to lactate upon optimism, manipulate the eyes
possessing dreams to scrawl obscenities upon themselves.
How candid can our proclamations be betwixt themselves
when snarled in webs of second-hand perceptions;
contradicting morals, hopes, and mortal eyes?
Focus eyes within themselves to form their own perceptions.
A contest entry
- Tritina by warrior-eagle.
700 points, ended August 25, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
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Makes me think when I read this out loud. The poem is excellent , but the content is food for thought. Multi faceted as are perceptions.
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Wow. This was wow, it just left me completely speechless.
You did a very good work.
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I liked having to re-read this poem a few times, see what picture it painted. ;o) I like that it is complex enough to require a brainstorm, yet basic enough of an experience to be personalized by any reader. It sort of makes me think of how some fear being perceived as a failure if they don't chase money and social validation instead of their own dreams that may not be as financially rewarding. But that's
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