Diamond Studded Watches

coracaodacripta

A closet made of dusty mirrors that no solution clears

Rusted window bars facing the West

Ragged purposed curtains, stainless pigment of a matted blue

Kempt in the early days of residency, hung for no particular use

 

The shells of sea urchins collected with care

From biggest to smallest, assorted within an inch of themselves 

Settled at the third row of my empty shelf

Studded like discs of a convoluted spine

Studded like diamonds without prisms of shine

Treated only with learned fingers to clasp

Kept whole

 

The meaninglessness of adolescence emboldened by chance

At hand the spontaneity of freedom from pleasure

Freedom from choice

When did the darkness first fall?

 

Polished floors of rock and stone; mosaics of formless faces

From my kaleidoscope periphery 

Pulse playing the portrayal of performances enhancing pretentious palatability

So keen to be

Whatever impresses me

 

And if the trees had been stripped

As the glass had been struck with my wrist

Would I have exposed myself so freely

To the Sun?

 

This "freedom",

When with me will it be done?

  • Author: coracaodacripta (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2025 02:16
  • Category: Reflection
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  • sorenbarrett

    It is strange the things that impress us and to which our attention focuses. In this poem of reflection it crosses several things spanning years posing a question. Well done

    • coracaodacripta

      Hit the nail on the head, yes. Thank you for reading, Soren

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Katie B.

        Enjoyable read. Well done, well written.

      • Friendship

        Well done. Your poem serves to explore the internal conflicts faced during adolescence, highlighting the desire for freedom while grappling with the realities of self-identity and societal pressures. It invites readers to reflect on their own experiences of growth, self-acceptance, and the complexities of navigating freedom and responsibility.

        • coracaodacripta

          I appreciate that you were able to perceive the age I was coming from. Thank you for your insight



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