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30 years in a Hole There was a day in '83 when I
felt good about myself. Maybe
it wasn't a day, but an hour.
Actually, it was only a few
minutes. Truthfully, I probably
imagined it. My whole life has
been lies and pain. I'm probably
lying now. It's been so long since
I told the truth, I don't know when
I'm lying anymore. It doesn't matter.
I can't prove anything is true or
false. My whole life is an illusion.
Reality is what I believe at this
moment. Nothing else. Goodbye.
All Poets Are Liars
It has always been so :D
Beautiful. Just beautiful. It
Beautiful. Just beautiful. It is so..... true and I connect to it so well.
Thank You for writing it.
Love,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
Thank you!
Thank you!
This is beautiful and brutal.
This is beautiful and brutal. Could connect with it instantly.
Thanks and welcome to
Thanks and welcome to PostPoems.
Excellent
I've felt like I've been stuck in that thought process about my life many times before.
Wows!
Wow dude! That's awsome! I shivered when I read this! I can feel the terror and pain inside of the person in this poem!
<3
Wow!
Wow!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Awh!!!
This was so sad, and chilling! Beautiful language! I love it :,)
-Lala
Great work. Love the way you
Great work. Love the way you played with words(probably,maybe,etc). Lovely
JH
Truth in beauty, beauty in truth... this one is solid, my friend. Absolutely solid – because beauty and truth, when combined... are absolutely insoluble. And thus, they can never be erased.
But if I may make a very slight suggestion; do not explain it – in the comment section. In that way, like popcorn... you let it explode in everyone's mind differently.
By offering explanation, you box it in. You hem it up. You limit the form it can take. It is more powerful, more beautiful – un-boxed – unexplained.
Always designate your words – to a higher audience... and the cords will resonate without explanation. And anyone who has ever taken a knee, to the unrehearsed beauty of this world... will understand it.
It is its own edifice. Let it shine as such.
And for this reason, I truly hope the title is not so.
~/~
Jaison
I should have stayed with my
I should have stayed with my first instinct. I played it safe, which is always a mistake. I really appreciate your thoughts. Thanks for the feedback and insight Jaison!
The Over Think
First instinct usually work for me--no explanations or seldom anyway-get it or not. Goodbye is so final - I like it because it is closure absolute and without question, finished. The tone is cause for accepting that that tone exists, valid as joy, worry, hatred, mirth...I simply turn the page...and read on to write on...you were the first person to welcome me to Postpoems, Beavis. You made me very happy and I smiled and stayed - allets
;-)
PP is a better place with your presence, and uncounted poets bloom from your wisdom, kindness and encouragement! So glad you decided to stay, Dear Lady A!
this was an early one, when I tended to overthink everything. I initially wanted it to appear as a newspaper personal ad, and had a lot of other useless ideas that didn't really contribute anything to the poem. I've learned, from you and others, to use those ideas and focus them into the words, the emotion, the nuance, the language of the poem ;-)
:) philosophy class
I feel like I just sat through a metaphysics chat in Captain Kirk's class :) I really enjoyed the flow of this piece, it was rythmic and rolled off one's mind like a sweet kiss good night, only with a salty tatste :)
Much Love
Ashley
What a perfect description!!!
What a perfect description!!! Thanks Ashley!
No problem love
:) I just read it again and sure enough I still like it only this time it kinda gave me shivers :)
Much Love
Ashley
Excellent! That's what I was
Excellent! That's what I was going for! I wanted to try and capture the pain, terror and confused clarity. Thanks for the feedback and support!