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A circle is a very rational concept
Sensible in the most simplistic of ways
One walks the exact same path every day
And one’s feet are worn down by
The exact same bruises and one’s mind
Sings a precisely predictable song
Round and round until one can’t help but realize
A circle is so beautifully rational
It never really ends at all.

Never begins either, so one forgets both
Parts of the story, the most important elements
Any writer can create, an intriguing exposition
And a brilliant conclusion
But what happens if one can’t tell where it
Starts or ends?
What happens when a circular writer is
So lost that it haplessly depends
On anything as random as a change in the wind
To throw a fragile mind into
Perfect spheres of woven illusion

One would have the world just
Shut the locks, pull the trigger and
Forget
Of such insane delusion…

But what if that mind had tasted
Salvation only once?
A single drop of kindness, maybe random
Maybe mindless
A gift perhaps that no one had ever
Really meant to give, but when received
Made this abstract fantasy called life a
Thought that just might be worth it to
Simply live…

Even though the madness of a circle is
An unforgiving nature by creed
And even though salvation for seconds
Makes a bit of every day pain recede
Illness that originates mental is a
Permanent master, cruel, obsessed and
Constantly driving one down faster
Until one falls into a classic spiral of
Death mocking mercy and pain
Mocking comfort and indecision
That’s disguised as one biding one’s time

Is it really that irrational when one
Is so broken one can’t bend to
Ask for a pause in the fantasy and
Wish for a friend?

It seems to hardly matter however
When the circle’s so complete that
Everyone else around one is trapped
Pacing along to the same beat
It seems to hardly make a difference
When insanity is looking in a mirror
And the face of every single Pandora is
One resident in the same planet of
Hypocrites that dare curse their birth

Where we’re all so delicately unbalanced
That even speaking of a circle is worth
Accusations of a mind too ‘irrational’ to be
Saved and an act of kindness, either attempted
Or successful as long as one lives
Is simply taken as another illusion in itself
…simply too cruel to forgive.
©2004-2009 ~tapestryforever
:icontapestryforever:

Author's Comments

....well....i suppose this is a perfectly good substitute to actually talking about it.

...suppose if i keep nodding in my mind maybe someday i'll be convinced.

...suppose the more i try to erase every single bad thought, negative emotion and any opposite of perfectly complacent upbeat cheerfulness of my mind the more i really begin to dehumanize myself...

...and then i'm not quite sure what would prove to be left.

...something that does flow in unusually precise meter anyway.

...so prehaps it's safe to conclude that eventually i'll turn into a yardstick!

....wait a second.....

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:iconphoenixreal:
Stunningly wonderful, my dear. It has such impact and emotion an such consistency. I really think you've done a wonderful job here. Very nice, very nice.

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:blackrose:blessed be~*~phoenixreal:blackrose:

Without the darkness, there can be no light. Without the light, there can be no dark. Between, there casts the shadow. I am that shadow.
:iconvaneral:
Wow...The first few stanzaas did pose a very interesting question. Love it! :+fav: It really did make me think. Very cool. :D

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The coast was lit brightly by the celestial stars and the waning moons, the ocean breathing rhythmically with surges of sea foam across the shore.

It was good to be home.
:iconvictorkorlain:
I'm actually gonna comment on your comment first. I thought that was really funny how you ended with the yard stick. That was funny. Now to the part you probably want comments on, the poem itself...


It's good...long, but good. Long isn't necessarily a bad thing, I just felt like mentioning it because that's just the kind of mood i'm in. I also like to ramble...anyways...
I don't know if you've read Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series, but the first couple of stanzas had that feel to it. Especially the second stanza. Bah, I wish I could critique this in person 'cause I'm way too lazy to write eveything I liked, why I liked it, and how it works or could work better.

The third stanza...is that written right? I'm not sure. I have a hard time trying to follow what your saying. I'm not sure if maybe you omitted words, put some wrong words in, or maybe that's what you're trying to say exactly. Me personally, I have a hard time following it. A little clarification would be nice, maybe just take a second look at it.

The fourth stanza makes me think of Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh. That aside, I like the concept that you brought up in that stanza. It's amazing what little random acts of kindness can do for people. You may not think that the way you act makes a difference, but I know people who have saved other people's lives because they were randomly kind to that person, and for a moment, that person felt loved and important. I also know people who have recieved a random act of kindness and have their lives saved because of it. I think it's an important thing that people are nice to eachother. You don't necessarily have to like a person, but sometimes it's not such a bad thing to go up to someone and just say hi and start up a random conversation, or help some complete stranger out when you see them having a hard time. Ok, enough preaching...on with the poem...

Ah, the madness of a circle. It truly is inescapable. The world and life revolve around cycles and circles and spheres and...tetrahedrons?...no that can't be right....anyways...I always find it amusing when people say that they're going to be different by conforming to a group. It's the circle of acceptance and rejection. Even life and death have no definite bounds. People can't agree on when life truly begins, and even death doesn't have black and white boundaries. What about those who are mentally dead, but physically living? Then there are those who break out of the circle and, like you said, spiral downwards into despair. If that's the case then that would mean that life is a sphere in which there are multiple circles of different sizes, but I don't feel like getting into philosophy right now...maybe I'll write another scrap book about that...

A pause in the fantasy and wish for a friend? Why am I having such a hard time grasping that...Do you mean (i)a pause in the nightmare of the downward spiral, or (ii)a pause in the disillusioned world of a troubled mind? And who's making the wish? The (a)troubled person, or (b)those who are constantly walking in this circle?
Here are my interpretations:
ia)A depressed person who is having trouble reaching out to those around him/her.
ib)Those around the troubled person need to reach out and help this person who is rapidly falling out of control.
iia)A person who is so far gone into his or her fantasy world that they're trying to drag other people into it.
iib)The disillusioned mind tries to break free of the fantasy through use of those around him and is having trouble reaching out to those who are constantly walking because they won't take the time to stop and notice the disillusioned mind.
Just let me know if it's any of those, and if not, then what you mean please.

3rd line 7th stanza: Is that "one" supposed to be there? Looks out of place.
5th - 9th line 7th stanza: Powerful, spiteful image. I can feel the contempt residing in your writing. It's true that everyone is a hypocrite, but to make a counterpoint, not everyone is a hypocrite by choice. Sometimes, in order to find the best solution to a problem means that one has to deviate from his or her beliefs for the benefit of those around him/her. One example (although kind of weak) is that someone kills a friend in order to end their pain and suffering even though they swore that they'd gladly give their own life for that person.

Powerful message in the last stanza. It all seems so futile in the end doesn't it? It doesn't mean that one should ever give up though. No matter how futile the journey seems, no matter what hardships you encounter along the way, and even if you trip and stumble along your journey, you should always keep moving forward, matter how rough the terrain may seem.

Overally, I really liked this poem. It's very powerful and very moving. I think it would be really interesting if you wrote a counterpoem to this poem. I think it'd be a nice, interesting challenge. I'd also like to see the result. Great job, powerful images, strong writing, awesome message. Keep up the good work.
:iconquinthealmighty:
Wow, long comment above me. If I had the mind span to tear apart every poem in the universe, I surely would, but since he's already taken that pleasure and I don't want to bore you agian, I'll tell you what I think about in short.

The concept is so original - all your work is, that's why I fav. you and read you, and watch you. (not a stalker, for clarification.) Also, the flow was pretty nice - I could read it through without stopping, which is good. I liked it, it's powerful, and it provokes thought.
:icontapestryforever:
thank you very much for the comment....(and fav? it isn't coming up but if you did i appreciate it anyway ^^) glad you liked the poem so much

appreciate the fact that you always seem to leave comments, many kudos!
:icontapestryforever:
wow jerry...long poem? that was a really long comment.

but dude do i appreciate it, love the way you really dive into the work, extremely helpful....even if you do leave funny comments on my user page...~_~.

teehee, am kidding. anyways, thanks for the awesome review, may many kudos rain down on your video gaming soul!....

*manical laugh*
:icontapestryforever:
^^, thanks very much, i'm glad it had such an impact

and thank you for the fav, also very much so appreciated...

...kudos! bye bye for now
:icontapestryforever:
thanks very much ^^,

glad you're still around on DA by the way...haven't seen much of your poetry though....looking forward to some of your posts if they're coming, if not that's okay too....bye bye for now....
:iconquinthealmighty:
anytime.

no, no fav. I just said I faved a lot of your other works ^_^ I'm an avid reader.

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