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The Mirror
Is there a mirror above the earth
which shadowed shells can see,
and see in it reflected
their first time being free?
Is there a decision,
you cruel thing; you entity,
or is the entity absurd
false but real,
and crawling toward its dignity?
Will it end with us
basking in confusion
and you;
with silent laughter, knowing
existence is our madness
and confusion must be engraved
to keep man's sanity?
(Poem I just wrote - pretty cryptic, I suppose.)
which shadowed shells can see,
and see in it reflected
their first time being free?
Is there a decision,
you cruel thing; you entity,
or is the entity absurd
false but real,
and crawling toward its dignity?
Will it end with us
basking in confusion
and you;
with silent laughter, knowing
existence is our madness
and confusion must be engraved
to keep man's sanity?
(Poem I just wrote - pretty cryptic, I suppose.)
Published 28th May 2010
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Anonymous
29th May 2010 5:59pm
I liked the way that the last line of each stanza ended in an 'e' sound, and overall this is a pleasent Gothic poem. I especially enjoyed the opening image of the mirror in the sky.
