By Definition Only

Neville

By Definition Only

 

While pastels are always so very easy on the eye ..

I like to see things more precisely nowadays ..

Maybe that’s why I seldom look the other way ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 11th, 2023 00:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: its not what is seen, but the way that one views it ..
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 12
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, L. B. Mek.
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Comments7

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    It can be, yeah .. the way we view it . And can have our own opinion / interpretation of things

    A nice writing 🙂

    • Neville


      thank you for calling in and seeing it my way .. VB 🙂

    • orchidee

      Good write N.
      KP always see it her way, then HER WAY always becomes my way. Yep, never fails. Her motto is 'me, me, me'! lol.

      • Neville



        don't just squeak about it, man up and do something .. are you a guineapig or a 🐭

      • Goldfinch60

        We each see things in a different way in our lives Neville.

        Andy

        • Neville



          ................................ absolutelyz 🙂

        • Christina8

          Was that you I saw staring at me at my favorite restaurant? LOL it's really a beautiful short poem, yes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder...C x

          • Neville



            I think it may well have been, I'm sure it was you .. C x

          • Teddy.15

            A beautifully composed poem and how very true the older we get the more we see the true colours as they really are and moreover accept this. Brilliant Nev. ❤️

            • Neville



              Thanks, I was hoping you would see it my way Teddy .. ❤️

            • arqios

              That is the kindest and truest thought right there N!

              • Neville



                ................................... aww gawsh 🙂👍

              • L. B. Mek

                Brilliant!
                (perception as a conduit to our volition
                so often, we're pushed
                to look the other way, acting ignorant
                so we can avoid reprisals
                living like we're on a rotary of fate
                knowing eventually
                we'll soon be facing life's heat
                strife as all we scope
                sunglasses at night, heads lowered
                masked like we're thieving
                each breath
                but some, brave enough like you
                dear Poet supreme
                ink with passion to remind us, that
                its never too late
                to traverse life, staring down the bul sht
                and seeing things for what they are
                allowing our choices
                to be more than automated outputs
                for all the sht they cram
                down our eyes and ears, every day
                of this endless fight
                we named, a life...)

                • Neville



                  Cor blimey Guv, did I do that .. not sure whether to apologise first and then thank ya or vice versa .. Cheers Mek & muchly as always, N



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