Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Poem: 16-4-2014

Today's prompt is to write ten lines poem of lies! Here is my take on lies around us.

IMAGES


My alter ego stares back at me
I laugh, it cries
I comb my hair, it musses it
I walk away, its eyes follow
I cry, it smirks
I sleep it awakens

Some images are pure reflection
But others are mere pixilation

Satellite images approximate
Path of Flight 370
Tiny lines stretch over oceans
Looking for specks in seas
Searching for bodies to bring
Closure to families

Some images are pure reflection
But others are mere pixilation

Public images are just faces
Beautiful, shiny platinum blond
Masking the hidden tortured soul
Strong, athletic, virile men
Golfer, cyclist, footballer
Masking sex, drugs and murder

Some images are pure reflection
But others are mere pixilation


 ©2014 April

Lalarukh Lasharie

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