Must Escape

At last the word for scream bursts into my notebook.
Damn this sick society
where shadows boast about their own size.
No one understands the absence of the sun.
No one knows that this brightness
is just pretending to be dawn.
No one understands the absence of meaning
in the guises of the chameleon.
These hollow ghosts
with their gorgeous clothes
and dazzling pendants on long chains,
and breadth perfumed with the scent of Europe -
from the pulpit of time, with fancy words
they talk deceit as if it were truth.
I am offended by them, offended
by the pretentiousness of the very small.
I am offended by myself, too:
I just don't understand enough
about the weakness of form and the courage of meaning.
Why do I make conversation with nothing
and stitch my words into the hems of the mediocre
like margin prayers or footnotes.
Must escape
must run away to simplicity,
must elevate the best,
must become another example of the sun.
O darling, what can I say, for even you,
choose a dim light-bulb over daylight,
even you with your perceptive glance,
no longer see the absence of the sun.

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parviz farshidmehr

شب تاریک و بیم موج و گردابی چنین هایل ، کجا دانند حال ما سبکباران ساحلها  .........  خواجه حافظ شیرازی


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Beau McGlasson

Watch out! This poem is an awesome way to get lost in the passion of the author! Hope you get out soon!

tori lumbreras

I totally agree with this poem. Society is forgetting about the little things in life & is forgetting about nature at it’s beautiful simplicity.

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