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The Illusion of Failure

Crushing weight of expectations

By Laura Carlozzi Published 2 years ago 1 min read
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The Illusion of Failure
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Begins as a whisper,

Slowly caressing the skin

Causing it to raise and the

Head to turn.

It shimmers and shines ever so gracefully

In the soft glow of morning light

Hints at innuendos best kept silent.

Starts to grow with stolen glances

Forbidden rendezvous and

Sweet nothings passed in the night.

Passing fancies and boundaries alike

Flourishing to a brilliant young

Sapling with its branches

Stretched toward its lover in the sky.

Now comes the day of fruition;

Full grown lustrous

Bold, strong, unbreakable, and grounded.

Mature and ready to take on life

It reaches for success!

Alas, there is nothing but haze

Heartless mist, unfeeling.

The stinging biting violation

Of something so priceless

Ripped from the chest of innocence.

Tears fall like rain, wails rise like the gale

And yet nothing dispels

The pain or the hate.

Once proud now humbled

Crowds scoff and mock; the

Masses heaping shame and grief upon the

Razor edges of the once pure

Heart.

Finally, frozen still listless silent

No movement no grace no life

Just an illusion.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Laura Carlozzi

Budding writer looking for a good home platform. Hi!

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