literature

lurking trijan refrain

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the truth comfits our senses not;
our gates are needle's eyes.
our vision: through with darkness shot;
unfit to pierce truth's guise.
lurking along peripheries
in places we but fail to see;
     lurking along,
     lurking along
is sheer, stark actuality.

the truth comfits our senses not;
we're deaf as well as mute.
we are spawn of the omniglot;
we flounder, less astute.
a siren's song of polyphones,
of hyper-sharp-sub-aural drones;
     a siren's song,
     a siren's song
that resonates through flesh and bones.

the truth comfits our senses not;
our mind is too finite.
everything is from nothing wrought;
without the black, no white.
a tale too long to comprehend,
so long its mouth devours its end;
     a tale too long,
     a tale too long
to help but all our senses rend.
:iconmrnakes: honored me using this doodle of mine as a preview for his poem [link] :sun:
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Chezzy-Am's avatar
I liked how you've structured your poem with the refrain having an ample amount of space and at the same time adhering to the syllable count and the rhyme scheme of a trijan refrain. So far as the themes are concerned, I liked it - how you have described the truth in your poem in terms of varying perspectives (that it is not always black and white, but has grey zones too, which may numb or dull our senses and cloud our judgement; that the truth may represent what is actuality yet we may not be willing to accept it; and that the truth simply resonates within us free and true, but we may not always acknowledge it) is delivered fluidly, and is decent to say the least. I like it. Nice. :)