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Corrupted Hopes

Submitted by Unlight on Sat, 2020-02-15 03:10

Just let us paint the shadows
time and again,
and put a smile on those colors
to grin at their reflection.
No one has to know the struggle within,
there’s a secret and each of us knows -
just put a smile on your reflection.

Sell us hopes and smoke the mirrors
where they rest in perfect symmetry,
don’t let them go astray!
The past and the future melt into a single grin,
and you can sell us hopes, from time to time,
to hold the pains at bay.

Divided we stand
in the turmoil of this resistance.
When the shadows spring from our dreams
and come to life,
they cast their shadows
on our existence.

When the shadows spring from our dreams
and come to life:
Crawl, crawl and witness their trace
dye the nightmares too real...
Toss all despair
in the round dance of joy!

The waterfall of colors
cloaks our sight and nothing remains untouched.
Just let us paint the shadows
With a glimmer of hope:
A beacon that shows the path,
the point of no return,
and then reload...
for the end.

Just let us paint the shadows
time and again,
and put a smile on those colors
to grin at their reflection.
No one has to know the struggle within,
there’s a secret and each of us knows -
just put a smile on your reflection.

Sell us ropes and smoke the mirrors
where we hang out in perfect symmetry,
don’t let us go astray!
The past and the future melt into a single grin,
and you can sell us ropes, from time to time,
to hold the life at bay.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing stage: 
Not actively editing

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Geezer

Sun, 2020-02-16 22:47

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at the significance of the rope? Nothing to add for criticism. ~ Geezer.
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Unlight

Tue, 2020-02-18 07:25

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When I wrote the part with the "ropes" I had in mind an implied metaphor:
A hidden relation between human beings as ships and the harbors (as fears)
where they are being kept at bay with the help of those ropes
from the uncharted waters of the ocean (as the life itself).

But I am sure this part can be subjected to other interpretations as well.

Cheers,
Ionut Popa

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