What is Reality

April 1, 2011
By PriceX3Jayme SILVER, Chandler, Arizona
PriceX3Jayme SILVER, Chandler, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
"To fly is to pick yourself up off the ground with your wings, to soar is to find yourself lost in the sea of stars, and yet there is still farther to see"


“What is Real”

He’s still in bed, telling his famous tales.

When I open those doors, he’ll grin that grin.

He’ll bid me forward, I’d grip his coattail,

Then he’d rub his chin, his story’d begin:

“It is hard to accept what seems askew,

Sometimes we’ll believe it’s life that mocks us.

We believe illusions to continue

To live in life immortal and ageless.”

From my room I don’t hear his painful cries

He’s still breathing, still healthy and alive.

His life burns out and it’s this I deny

His marker reads: “If Life should mock you, strive.”

We invent our own tales to live blindly

‘Til it’s vague what’s false, what’s reality

The author's comments:
I've just finished a book with a strong theme that greatly inspired me. So I decided to write a poem with the same point I want to get across. I hope I clearly have.

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