Poetry
Being Transparent or Opaque: Life's Toughest Choice
Do I stand tall in the light, where all can see, Who I truly am, who I aim to be? Or do I hide behind shadows, where I blur, Changing my colors, as voices concur?Transparent or opaque, which should I choose? Be the real me, or bend to not lose? Stand by my truth, though it's hard to defend, Or fade into a shape that the world might commend?Should I speak the words that burn in my chest, Knowing they might stir, disturb, and protest? Or should I stay vague, with a smile that's bent, To fit into a world that's far from content?Transparent or opaque, the choice remains mine, Do I stay in the light or fall in line? For in being straight, I risk being alone, Yet in being vague, I may lose my own tone.In a world of masks, will I dare to stand clear, Knowing that truth is a weapon I bear? Or will I retreat, let the layers unfold, Hiding myself in the stories untold?Transparent or opaque, I stand at the gate, Do I defy the world or bend to its weight? For in being myself, there's a strength I might find, While losing the layers that blur my own mind.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh2 years ago in Pride
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
I've met myself in media many times seen myself on subways, highways and byways in books, in mirrors, in sad and happy voices
By Antoni De'Leon2 years ago in Pride
