There's no Utopia
You just grew accustomed to your semi-real shades
Intolerant to the true nature of your surroundings
You limit yourself to artificial pleasure
*
Many have been on the brink of escape
But no.. "it must have been a phantasm"
"Lets befriend the unnatural world again.."
"I'm not ready to fight endless temptation.."
*
But the spiritual realm will remain unseen
For as long as these vultures can feed off your insecurities
It's sickening how you indulge yourself in the dark light
But tell me something.. how real IS your reality?
*
Easily the ephemeral bubble of heaven chained you
And inaudible the warnings as you seek no advice..
Bound to that cowardice state you keep craving unrighteousness
Join the fight, you know you won't escape otherwise
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..or perhaps your addiction dominates even your glass case life
How dare I try and understand a nightmare that's not even mine?
Obediently you submit, influencing even unsuspecting morula
Shamelessly you gain control by distracting others with your lies
*
That's why I despise your kind
I'd wish you'd grow some courage
To escape the hallucination
and live your real life
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Author:
Pinto (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I just wrote this thing this morning.. I'm not even a poet. I hope I'm not too informal, but yeah.. please let me know where I can change something or improve. I kinda took a liking to this poem thing now and would appreciate some advice
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('I just wrote this thing this morning.. I'm not even a poet.'
and who, can define what a Poet is?
(if you want to be/do anything, in life
you must be brave enough, to wear that title, way - way before, you've earned it
we each 'grow' into the 'who' of what we want to become
'fake it, till you make it' in anything and everything
with humble sincerity and passion!
cos, I guarantee you, no one in this selfish world, will gift you a Title
even, after you've painstakingly earned it!)
forgive my rambling words, I meant them to be a source of encouragement, nothing more..
'How dare I try and understand
a nightmare that's not even mine?'..
you have worded some insightful observations, in a manner that's accessible and enticing to a general reader, and
in my humble opinion
were you to edit this write a few times
over-time
you can easily, let it blossom as a poem with a genuinely unique message..
as it is, I personally found this to be a wonderful read
thank you, for choosing to share
('commune'
with the words you write, firstly and importantly
for yourself,
let them guide you to any shortcomings you can work-on
before,
you ask anyone for advise and guidance
because there are too many, vultures
that exist in this world, waiting to pounce on your vulnerability
and warp your relationship with Poetry!
Trust, in yourself - always, then approach for 'constructive criticism' with confidence, knowing exactly what you want
'and ignore all the other BS, people will try to utilise to stifle your ambition'
also try and read, other poetic works - a lot
so that you can find
and zero-in, to what it is: you actually - like, first and foremost. So you have a shot at 'excavating that unique voice' from within
'good luck! dear poet')
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