Broken Perfect

Broken Perfect

A Poem by Rion
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Superficiality, expecting too much, owning too little and loving; not at all. A loss of hopes, dreams, life and meaning.

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A broken star hangs like a ceiling fan,

Waiting for all ties to snap.

The exit never seemed a choice,

Until all heat grew frost, all love was lost.

 

A broken sunset hangs like a last breath;

Rainbows never show their gold.

The door didn’t ever cast a shadow;

It seeped in the light, caused by the night.

 

A broken darkness hangs like a curtain,

Smothering those who dare.

Lurking eyes remain shut tight,

Unseeing the strangers, unknowing the dangers.

 

A broken light hangs like it once shone.

What purpose for an unflowering bulb?

Meaning is cast aside with the evening news;

When direction is gone, mourners will mourn.

 

A broken heart hangs any minute now,

The portrait of unhope; showcased.

One compass, now and for ever,

Cast upon the floor, needed no more.

 

A perfect reflection on the unbroken mirror;

A distorted opposite of life we made.

Pretending understanding, what gets us by.

Hating is knowing, crying is showing.

 

A perfect sunrise breaks the night,

The darkness of shadows receed.

The light reveals our lost selves,

We walk our days in this winding maze.

 

A perfect apology, kept in a jar,

From and to our only selves,

For losing the compass, directions,

Our way, each and every day.

 

A perfect life has never been lived.

Stained by death, hate, greed and lust.

Threaded by life, love freedom and hope.

It is our sheet, our cold, our heat.

 

A perfect broken dream we have.

Threaded and stained with truth.

Hope is what kills us all,

And the only thing that keeps us alive.

© 2009 Rion


Author's Note

Rion
I'm not sure about the last stanza, the whole not rhyming thing. tell me your opinions Please!

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My favorite line: "a pefect apology, kept in a jar" Brilliant use of metaphors, really gives the poem a lot of meaning.
I do think that the fact that the last line in the last stanza doesn't have any rhyme sort of abruptly stops the flow.
Maybe you could say "And the only thing that every time keeps us alive". I dunno.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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hmm
I really enjoyed the last stanza. I like the whole write. Written very well.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You dont have to rhyme in poetry. I love it :]

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

My favorite line: "a pefect apology, kept in a jar" Brilliant use of metaphors, really gives the poem a lot of meaning.
I do think that the fact that the last line in the last stanza doesn't have any rhyme sort of abruptly stops the flow.
Maybe you could say "And the only thing that every time keeps us alive". I dunno.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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