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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In borrowed plumes a masquerade we stage. Thoughts echo doctrines passions are preordained. From broken families where fractured spirits weep Mothers of soulful sorrow With eyes that never sleep. We inherit canvases pre-primed with societal skews. But the brush trembles in our hand Praying for a different magical muse. Why is contentment suffocating and chokes every… Rebellious spark a shroud created from what societal expectations? Desires' siren song leaves a future yet undisturbed. What once seemed a dream now tarnished by compare. Watch as Euphoria fades on envy's poisoned air. Listen, a lone chick's chirp pierces the suffocating silence. A desperate cry, a plea for authenticity in a world of conformity. Ignorance surrenders to the nascent street A mentor's loving hand Watch an infant’s heart take flight. But knowledge begins, is budding. Not just in halls of stone. Misunderstood an invisible in and of the storm. No matter how loud I yell! My words are lost to the wind. For words twist and turn and churn; Observe, their essence holds no form. Reason's firm hand against the senses' fancy leaving a stoic queen. Or perhaps bends to passions subdued. The searching mind is an elaborate script. Truths hidden in forgotten corners Desiring to be unearthed. An adventure held within A story yet to confide. Love's intoxicating calling - A terrifying vulnerability. Binds and threatens to consume the self Watch as a teardrop falls. A universe brought into absurdity. Tomes are mere stepping stones. A path for minds to pave. But now independent thought The spirit still will most likely crave. A mind that soars barriers cannot tether. True greatness found in aiding one together. This freedom, though… Is a double-edged blade. Empowers, who, Us to choose. A heavy weight is laid. This scene though pre-primed awaits our hand. To see a world where kindness takes a stand. Schooling's confines, a gilded cage, Beautiful on the outside, but stifling within. Education's torch ignites an actor's stage. We don costumes, recite prescribed lines, A preordained charade. Is this all there is? Is there more to me than just playing a role? The bygone antiquities, Lessons left unlearned; Potential slumbers, A future yet unearned. From tainted thoughts a bitter harvest sown. Unacted kindness the burden we have groomed. Imagination's spark A divine excursion. Yet trepidation lingers… Endlessly, tirelessly Look, a shadow in the astral expedition. This circuitous journey Along with questions as our guide. Through borrowed masks We search for what's deep inside. The introspective quest The truth we seek to hide. Rediscovering essence Reflecting our given name. We peer into the reflecting mirror A surface both clear and opaque. Does it reflect our quintessence Or perhaps it simply an inherited shape? But is there a soul to tame? Or are we players in a borrowed game, Our lines pre-written on a blank script page? “Actors...take your spots...lights; …and…action!” Though unseen hands may guide, The stage is ours to claim.
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