To Idolize

by Nonz   Apr 3, 2009


I often confuse perfection and adulation
looking for some resemblance
between her and me

failure's not an option
but it somehow plagues the wooden
prison that I call home

it is easy to block her emotions
when my eyes are closed
yet they penetrate my aura
and become my sin

she remains in the photo frame
that decorates my cell
a constant reminder
of the options I am forced to choose
and I'm still caught
between desire and despair

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I glow with the years of my prime
but.... there is always a contradiction
a rebellion against order and fame
a reason to shame the perfection I have become

for I dejectedly uncover
the dust shadowing my attic
to find her still so much better than anything
I am and ever will be
still decorating my termite-trodden home

I shed my pretense and leave it on the floor
only to embrace my idol
the one thing I could never become
still looking for a tiny shred of her
.... in me ...

Tuesday, May 13, 2008
6:57 pm

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  • 15 years ago

    by Nee

    I'm not giving you fives because you are my friend, duh :P No I seriously think each and every poem of yours deserves at least one nomination for the weekly contest.

    "failure's not an option
    but it somehow plagues the wooden
    prison that I call home"
    -Such expressive lines of a very simple wording !

    "I glow with the years of my prime
    but.... there is always a contradiction
    a rebellion against order and fame
    a reason to shame the perfection I have become"
    - At times, perfection can be an imperfection too.

    "I shed my pretense and leave it on the floor
    only to embrace my idol"
    - Hey I really loved the imagery you put here, and your metaphors were awesome. very great job on those lines.

    One thing I would like to criticize: Your piece lacks lots of punctuations..I really suck at them but I'm pretty sure you know which parts I am talking about..So anyway pay attention to this..you know how important they are in poetry.

    I feel like I'm reading your poems for the first time, and I swear I read each one two times-at least- haha.