this is about you.

what's more fun to read than a poem about yourself? (realistic y/n?)

I am...

a lone piece of confetti, falling from the crowd,

vibrant in my own manner,

just like everyone else

 

You are...

a flag,

attatched to a pole,

expressing beliefs in shades of proud hues

 

We are...

honesty,

idealistic mannerisms,

and we express the courage

to believe in ourselves

Reviews

[Vain Apocalypse]

The metaphors work well in achieving statements about the universal individual.

Every individual is self-absorbed at heart, and will see others (especially the unacquainted) as mere pieces of confetti, unique only in arbitrary, meaningless ways.

I also enjoy the symbolism of the flag, perched, self importantly atop a flag pole, holding itself and its own personal motives and beliefs above all others; this is a true statement of the individual in each of us. My assertion of its truth is evidence enough of this!

The hues of a flag are also wonderful choices of symbolism for beliefs, as flags invariably have such hues drawn out in arbitrary, sharply contrasting ways; hues never mix on a flag, and shifts between hues are sharp and definite, with no intermediate "gray" areas. This symbolically lends a 'black and white' characteristic to the beliefs in question.

I'm not sure how I should interpret the words "we are honesty, idealistic mannerisms," though. Those two descriptors seem to clash for me; are idealistic mannerisms ever really honest? Can honesty ever be idealistic? But this is a subjective, personal qualm. I'm tempted to find a pessimistic interpretation that will resolve this apparent oxymoron but, on the other hand, I think that it gives the poem a sense of purity, and prepares it to end on an inspiring note.

It's in these words, "we express the courage, to believe in ourselves," that I find the most satisfaction with the piece; it carries both inspiration and truth, on several levels.

[Phenomena]

wow!!! your comparisons are absolute GENIOUS!!! who knew the truth would sound so beautiful!

[The Cougar's Den]

Well, this rocks! Very cool and a great write.

[frnd]

This is so true!

[Markymark]

I like the slow and steady flow of the piece. Even confetti is not insignificant if a piece is caught in ones hair and pulled out later by a lover who tucks it away in his favorite book as a reminder of the girl who stole his heart with a single kiss beneath the square at midnight on New years day.

Markymark

[bey]

individualistic, yet the same. you are still unique even in a world full of like kinds.

i dont you, but i like this poem. great expression.

[Flow~]

You are confetti, it is suiting to your description of self. Even in the crowed of confetti all vibrant colors but so many that not one is really defined from the others, still I can see your talent and your point of view. Be the cup half empty or full it is still the same cup with the same fluid, the difference is how we percieve it. I happen to like your writings for my own reasons.

It can be fun to read a poem about myself, well.... depending on what the poem is saying about me, wouldn't one agree?

[Bran the Broken]

Interesting. Good detail. Symbolic...but not really powerful, at least, not my type of piece. Good write though.