Box of Mirrors

Generation after generation

Piles in

To the box of mirrors,

Where inside heat rises

And tempers pulse 

To the now lethal concoction we've birthed.

Visions of nutcrackers

And golden seraphs

Spiral around in the gray paintings

That circle the flat walls

Standing sturdy and erect like a prison without bars.

So I wave,

Wave to the stony faces that reflect mine,

That are mine; Past and present,

For my family, however hated,

Are me, and therefore I am them

So here I am in the colorless vortex

That is The Cage of Corruption,

Seduced by insanity,

Soaking up the toxic fumes,

And breathing out the carbon that will have to kill me...

S   l   o   w   l   y  .  .  .

E   v   e   n   t   u   a   l   l   y  .  .  .

I      c   a   n      w   a   i   t  .  .  .

Reviews

[Jasmine Thousand]

I think of the corruption of society as I read this piece, and the image of the perfect world all children at one point thought this Earth was like: slowly, however, we find ourselves trapped by these very illusions. It seems that this is written from the point of view of a kid just learning about the world and themselves (for are they not also part of it); and their realization that slowly they're going to go insane
and then die
(for is that not what we're all waiting for?)

Very well written, spectacular imagery. I look forward to more of your poems.

[Riley Bray]

To begin, I apologize for not responding to your review sooner, and I would like to let you know that I really appreciate the fact that you took your time to not only read but respond to my work. So yeah, thanks a whole bunch! I agree with the way you perceived this, for societal rules and morals really do shape the youth of this world and therefore have major effects on the future of this race. As the true saying goes, "the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb." As society dictates, we trust and respect what it has to say, basing our livelihoods and culture on it, making it a grave powerhouse. Again, thanks for your review!

[Quest101]

I'll respond with a poem of my own(came to me at the spur of the moment, i guess...);
The sadness of my heart
Simple yet complex
Disappears without a warning as I read the words on my screen
I am enveloped in an unknown feeling
Unknown to my heart
Unknown to me
This so-called 'feeling' is making me fall into a trance,
Making my soul open up to someone that I don't want it to
I say yes to your words
Your poem
Your song.

[Riley Bray]

Wow, thanks for such poetic response! I do believe you're the first person to respond to my poetry with poetry of their own, kudos! Haha. Thanks so so so much for the review I really appreciate you taking your time to respond. ^^ (Not to mention those are beautiful words that have succeeded in inspiring me to write a poem which I lovingly refer to as "Anthem"). Looking forward to reading more of your work, thanks again!

[Tai Ryens]

Prison with no bars.. Box of mirrors.. You feel trapped by your own insecurity. I adore the concept of this poem, and every detail that adds up to my conclusions of the piece and the fact that you feel trapped by nothing at all but yourself. Wonderful presentation of your own thoughts, Riley.

[Riley Bray]

Thank you very much Tai, I always appreciate your reviews. ^-^

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing use of words. The description create vision and thoughts.
"So I wave,
Wave to the stony faces that reflect mine,
That are mine; Past and present,
For my family, however hated,
Are me, and therefore I am them"
The above lines stood out. The are true if we follow the path of our elders. No written story for our life till we create them. I like the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Riley Bray]

I'm happy to see you have stumbled onto my page, welcome. Thank you very much for your review; I'm glad I could entertain you with my words.
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