It is a mystery of selfish beauty
physical magic standing alone on a shaking stage
sharing the spectrum, yet unable to engage
Narcissism meant spell bound, warrants a restudy
Facing narcissism, vanity in all its hype
needs practiced kindness and a collective skill
truth deprived though, our ego mirrors the shattered will
Naked storytelling, propels narcissistic archetypes
Wiring of our anatomy indefinitely evolves
moving through generations, from belonging to control
shifting sands of self hope, an erratic magnetic pole
Puppets to imperfections enslaved, and power enthralled
Sketching narcissism is not a project in black and white
it takes courage to accept the ‘and’
belonging is only the day vision of ghosts we shun
Loneliness encountering , deserves all the brain and it’s might
Narcissus architects meanwhile, a phantom within us
hypnotizing fear to blackmail self regard
pulsating the throb in our veins, gurgling though blood
Encouraging self esteem, embracing fragility, staring into our own dust
Armor down, let the beating heart dwell
duality wanes real, an excruciating ego and id paradox
hydrating insecurity, locked in Lucifer’s black box
Face thy own nameless,
or every Narcisuss will watch the water spirit to his death
NaPoWriMo 2018
the narcissus
In my comments read BARD in place of BAED
Cpalsingh
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A Poetic restudy of Narcissim -excellent rethinking .
Normally a condemnatory expression the poet warns unless there is redefinition every Narcissus shall watch the water spirit to its death.
But would it be a death or Ripeness. The Baed had said Ripeness is All.
An Excellent but heavy reading piece of literature.
Shakes one to rethink and redefine some words based on some old greek tales
Love
Papa
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