Stranded/ Nynaeve
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You try to fit in....to wear the same mask that everyone else seems to be wearing around you, because everyone is so fake...but in the end your realize it's all a waste of time and you're better off on your own... Isolating yourself from everyone.
Stranded/ Nynaeve
One final solution To end the illusion Total isolation It's all a mere deception. A masquerade ball Faces so dull A deep ached sensation Their hypocrite creation. My grieving's coronation My late night divination After all the dedication It's all a degradation. My haven I will reach It's all a tear away Ascending into slumber I take away the shame. |
Submitted on 2007-03-11 17:25:23 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| You never cease to amaze me - with English being your second language, you have a far better grasp of visionary words than I do, and I was born here, and call myself a writer! Great job - The only thing I would say is that your rhythm falters a bit at the end because you're no longer rhyming by the last verse. However this also works as a fantastic play into the meaning of the poem. Keep writing! One day, I'll quote you (with your permission, of course) in one of my novels! Dan Strohschein | Posted on 2007-03-12 00:00:00 | by DanStrohschein | [ Reply to This ] | Do you know what I like best about this? | In the final verse there is a possible double meaning in the word tear - as in ripping or crying. I don't know whether this was intentional or not, but to me it made a deliciously visual dichotomy of the two possible options, which both fitted the poem perfectly. Ben Gunn | Posted on 2007-03-11 00:00:00 | by Ben Gunn | [ Reply to This ] | |
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