FAKE

Resa71

 

Those who adore you,
Admire from afar.
They can’t see the darkness
Of who you truly are.

Your artificial beauty, can not hide the inner beast.
Those who surround you,
Have no interest in your soul.
It’s only upon your flesh,
Their eyes wish to feast.

You perceive yourself as special.
Standing far above the rest.
Your true colors, will eventually bleed through.
Time is the ultimate test.

When your radiant glow
Fades with age, becomes a foggy
Haze of grey.
You’ll find yourself , and nothing else.
Sitting in solitude, day after lonely day.

  • Author: Resa Bronstein (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 4th, 2018 04:02
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 21
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Lorna

    Spooky view of old age!

    • Resa71

      Lorna, it’s not about getting old.
      My mother in law is 83 and very beautiful!
      The poem is referencing a vain, concied, self absorbed person.

      • Lorna

        Ah! Thanks for explaining!

      • Laura🌻

        Resa71,
        A fine write that rings true for many!
        I had a female boss a few years ago who perceived herself as such!

        “You perceive yourself as special.
        Standing far above the rest.
        Your true colors, will eventually bleed through.
        Time is the ultimate test.”

        For her, time has been the
        ultimate test!

        ~Laura~

      • Goldfinch60

        Good write Resa, there are many like this who think they are so much better than those around them but your last line sums them up perfectly.

        • Resa71

          Thank you! 🙂



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