in Reality

in Reality

A Poem by Constance

A hard, fragile gem so rigid it can only shatter under stress

A shout and a whisper forever bound as one harsh illusion

Is reality

That place most would try dilgently to escape now and again

When if they would stay and lend a hand, it could be better,

This reality

And in reality, one cannot abscond from onesself, not for a moment

And self is what most truly want to leave behind, because we create

Our own reality

 

 

© 2008 Constance


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We truly do create our own reality, don't we?
We can choose to endure, to fight, to overcome. Or to yield, surrender, to give in. We are not victims (unless we wish to be). We are masters of ourselves.
And we each have unique contributions to make!

Thank you for reminding me!

Posted 17 Years Ago


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Constance
Constance

A Small Town in, KS



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I write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..