Conversation With the Ceiling

September 28, 2012
By RachelNarozniak GOLD, Allentown, New Jersey
RachelNarozniak GOLD, Allentown, New Jersey
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The ceiling knows the color of my eyes
It knows my searching stare
It climbed the staircase of my dreams,
When I once led it there.
The ceiling peers
Through the panes of my eyes
The pale face pressed against cool glass,
Commenting on the paradox
Inside. Studying it while it lasts.
The ceiling offers no temporary solace
To its permanent refugee.
And when it does not shout advice back
I conclude that the ceiling is dumb.
Then again,
Maybe it’s just me.



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Mella PLATINUM said...
on May. 4 2013 at 10:56 pm
Mella PLATINUM, Natchitoches, Louisiana
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Favorite Quote:
" All the World's A stage, and all the men and women merely players." - Shakespeare's "All the Worlds A Stage" poem.

Absolutely beautiful :)


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