Unfathomable houses of glass I love to engineer,
to those outside I smile, whilst inside I sneer.
Catastrophes retract in hallucinogenic dreams,
pain deflects, tears slide down their support beams.
What an amazing architect indeed, a hidden treasure,
exhibiting collages of fake joy as I give others pleasure…
To custom masks I’m high profile designer,
to rehearsed lines I’m award winning performer.
I do my research; I do it quite well, for I’m a good boy,
yet nobody takes notice my face is a plaster decoy.
To recreate generic social facades is my nature,
because what’s inside stays of inferior stature.
Yet sometimes the acting, the riddles, the lies, the red herrings
lead to shattered walls and for me anew to gather my bearings.
to those outside I smile, whilst inside I sneer.
Catastrophes retract in hallucinogenic dreams,
pain deflects, tears slide down their support beams.
What an amazing architect indeed, a hidden treasure,
exhibiting collages of fake joy as I give others pleasure…
To custom masks I’m high profile designer,
to rehearsed lines I’m award winning performer.
I do my research; I do it quite well, for I’m a good boy,
yet nobody takes notice my face is a plaster decoy.
To recreate generic social facades is my nature,
because what’s inside stays of inferior stature.
Yet sometimes the acting, the riddles, the lies, the red herrings
lead to shattered walls and for me anew to gather my bearings.
Author notes
"defined between self researched
goodbyes." ~ The Prompt!
A contest entry
- Quote Prompts II by Hetha.
1100 points, ended July 19, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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"...pain deflects, tears slide down their support beams..."
great way to work a fresh (though terribly sad) phrase.
because what’s inside stays of inferior stature
also quite telling
The poem is impressive in how well it communicates what the subject is enduring.
I see that you are a gifted young adult who will come to figure out his authentic face/place in the nucleus of his world. Especially with observations such as the poem above. And, as that happens the charades and masks will no longer be required... yep.
Your poem has elicited some good conversation, which is noteworthy....
I appreciate what you are living and notating as you go. Well done, Day Dream Muse.

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You have perfectly captured how we are all a bit two-faced...showing one pleasant or acceptable side to the world while hiding the unfavorable or uncomfortable parts only in the privacy of our own rooms. I thought the concluding couplet was very interesting and surprising because it ends this poem on a hopeful note. Congratulations on your bronze trophy. Peace, Liz
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Yes, it's bittersweet, because even though you have the sense of duplicity in real life constantly, sometimes you are given the chance to start over and maybe build a more truthful visage for the public, be braver about yourself rather than design escapes.
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I love where you took that prompt! A very interesting piece with nice rhyme

K


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"because what’s inside stays of inferior stature." Oh
such a telling line in the grand display of this soul - the inner feelings that are never shown to the outside.
I think many of us can relate well to your poem. I enjoyed this very much.
Thank you for sharing it with The Blue Lamp.
~Pamela


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Oh, I am glad that it touched you in such a way.
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Interesting work poet. I like the 'glass houses' concept. Very deep and thoughtful poem.

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You seem to have created a very elaborate facade to hide behind. Nicely rhymed. Good luck in your contest.
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"defined between self researched goodbyes." What a prompt to jump from!
I am in the throes of such and your write echoes thoughts that can only be
had from firsthand experience. I am amazed by the rhyme, but am more
enthusiastic about the integrity of emotion and language sewn together
to leave the reader with an essence of something intense just related.
Blue


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Thank you Blue. I hadn't rhymed in a while and I just had to pluck the words. I am quite proud of what I did with it, but the whole idea started with the first line and basically wrote itself. It just brings such joy when it happens like this. Thanks for the rave rolling heads.
The allusions came effortless this time, plus the surrealistic place I so often go to seems to have expanded. Thanks for reading.
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For some reason, this brings to mind a book I'm currently reading. 'The Fountainhead' by Ayn Rand.(nearly finished-and it was borrowed from a friend of mine.) I love the direction you took this particular prompt, and you truly fulfilled and exceeded the hope and desire to find something like this in my contest to read. ( I don't make 'expectations' of others.) I enjoyed catching the rivets from this. Thank you for entering it.


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I have been dormant for so long and I needed something meaningful as a prompt to make a return and update my life in verse. These lines of yours just grabbed me and didn't leave me alone. It invoked this piece and both just tie together for me at least on this sub-level of meaningness, more like a vibe rather than a reference.
Wonderful contest idea.
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I too, have been dormant, so I do understand.
I'm glad my prompts helped you unleash your inner poet. Very pleased.
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