Vicarious

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she/her
est. 6/19/20
14│INTJ-T│pianist│writer│Christian│Slytherin

*A walking contradiction*
*Aspiring Neuroscientist*
"writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers," - Isaac Asimov

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This is one of the poems that got accepted into "Ice Lolly Review" (a literary magazine). Tell me what you think!

I flew like Icarus...

October 15, 2020

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I flew like Icarus.
My diaphanous wings spanned,
as great satiety filled me within.
Like an unchained bird,
the confined state I was imprisoned
in, was no longer apparent.
Only soaring higher & higher,
looking below at the picturesque 
buildings, I only imagined a future
of mellow memories.

I flew like Icarus.
Melting from the harsh rays of 
one wicked sun, I crashed recklessly.
Seemingly, my flight wasn't the only
thing demolished. As if my conscience
was also made out of wax, my high 
expectations had been terminated by the
blindness of my own stupidity.
Watching as my wings dissolved,
hopes of mellow memories, and picturesque
buildings dissolved with them.


 

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5 Comments
  • acrosstheuniverse28

    Oh my gosh, this is so amazing! "As if my conscience / was also made out of wax, my high / expectations had been terminated by the / blindness of my own stupidity." -- So good!!! Love it!


    3 months ago
  • Anlee

    woahh stunning descriptions <333 lovely~


    3 months ago
  • Huba Huba

    I cannot emphasize how much I love your way with words. Beautiful, magnificent.


    3 months ago
  • Rachaelgrace

    This is really good <3. I love the line about the sun.


    3 months ago
  • JustAnotherDarling

    I can't pick out a favorite line... this entire poem is MAGNIFICENT! Your rich diction and imagery has me swooning :D


    3 months ago