They call it
constructive criticism,
yet all it does
is deconstruct.
Razing down walls
of thought
and perspectives,
it mocks your intellect…
Worst of all,
it ushers your downfall
with a cleave here and a cut…
Armed with an effortless “But…”
**
It pittered, pattered
and stole my sleep,
I was sucked into
the surreal,
real deep…
Coz’ how could a
dripping ceiling,
take away all that
romantic feeling
and replace it with dread…
A head-trip
that played reruns from
Night of The Living Dead.
**
Yours for the night.
A willing surrender.
No strings attached,
somethin’ to remember.
Don’t stop now
or linger.
It’ll be over before
you know:
Simply let go…
This pleasure trip
is in your hands:
Poems are the best
one-night stands.
**
constructive criticism,
yet all it does
is deconstruct.
Razing down walls
of thought
and perspectives,
it mocks your intellect…
Worst of all,
it ushers your downfall
with a cleave here and a cut…
Armed with an effortless “But…”
**
It pittered, pattered
and stole my sleep,
I was sucked into
the surreal,
real deep…
Coz’ how could a
dripping ceiling,
take away all that
romantic feeling
and replace it with dread…
A head-trip
that played reruns from
Night of The Living Dead.
**
Yours for the night.
A willing surrender.
No strings attached,
somethin’ to remember.
Don’t stop now
or linger.
It’ll be over before
you know:
Simply let go…
This pleasure trip
is in your hands:
Poems are the best
one-night stands.
**
posted by ironyofdparadox at 1:43 am
2 Comments:
I was wondering what you meant by "met irony"
A concept i haven't come across earlier.
Please elaborate if u don't mind
What I meant
o’ lost soul,
was that
there was a time
when I used to wallow,
in a piteous hollow
where I equaled
everythin' to tyranny;
until I decided
to court Irony
and fight back with
my biting wit;
rather than being
a wretched zit!
In other words;
come what may,
sarcasm saves
the day.
If you still
don't get it
bionic,
I’ll spell it out:
it was a
metaphoric sleigh.
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