Diamond World

A dedication to the world's more artificial shade, and the people with synthetic moments.

Hollow laughter
From a throat so dear
Jaded tears
And Artificial Smiles

Look through your glasses
A mask, a face
You see so well
Through blind eyes

A name resounding,
But empty in it's past
None will forget
A mind so clouded

Dear boy,
Put on your zirconium,
And dance with the rich
It's a world of fool's gold.

Author's Note

Sometimes I think the poetry I wrote forever ago is better than the stuff I write now >< (Part of me wants to blame the inspiration, but I know that's not it)

Reviews

[Pax]

this is really beautiful, the images used is very rich. a masterpiece is a masterpiece that can only be made once right, it does in the poem, you can make a new one, the past is different from the now.