Him, Himself & He Only

 

 

 

Gazing into the decorative waters, the statuesque figure staring back

Such elegant features almost god-like

He’d stare at the site for days upon days

Admiring, astonished, amazed

Days turned into weeks

Weeks turned into months

Months turned into years

Yet still he stood, staring

Not a care for anything or anyone else

He only thought of him, himself and he only

Conceited and self centered he was

No conscious mindset of any other being

As many others can be today

Which is why where he stood is where he rotted away

Once looked upon with awe and dismay

Now no one bothers to even look his way

So hell accompanied by him, himself, and he only is where he shall lay

Arafat
2/4/2011 12:47:26 am

Your poem was a nice read, and i liked the figurative language used in the stanzas. I could visualize the image produced in your poem in my head!

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Ms. Miller
2/24/2011 05:25:07 am

Nicely done; though, I wish you would have elaborated on that connection between Narcissus and us in the world today. 100%

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