Ivory

Ivory

A Poem by Phoen-ix

She said, “you’re crazy; a raving lunatic who takes everything to heart and thinks too much.”  To which he replied, “If you feel ashamed of yourself, I want you to plant seeds of good grace in the pit of your stomach and water it with passion.  Let it grow; let it be seen till there are vines coming out of your ears, eyes and mouth. Wait till your blood thickens and your bones turn into concrete, because if you lack the very thing that makes you human, you might as well be stone. “

© 2013 Phoen-ix


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There is a lot being said here, an allegoric poem of the highest order. There's a difference between stoicism, and flat out cold heartedness. I read somewhere that in today's society the most successful people on the planet (if you use power and money, as you measuring sticks) are almost always sociopaths, or, high level narcissists. (Keep in mind, all sociopaths are narcissists, but not all narcissists are sociopaths)... I love this poem, I love what it means to me. A sociopath/borderline can pretend they care, and some of them are very good at this, but you will always sense somethings' not right about them, because beneath their fleshy facades, they are stone. But an intuitive, who isn't afraid to display truth and real emotion might be annoying, but d****t if you don't always know where they stand. And know, who they are.

Cool piece, phoen-ix, promotes discussion.

Diego Paz

Posted 10 Years Ago


if you lack the very thing that makes you human, you might as well be stone. “
wise words.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is a wonderful poem. It is well written, short, and to the point. Good job :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love this kind of thing, a beautiful thought that needs no extensive buildup.
Fantastic write. I'm glad you're writing got to me

Posted 10 Years Ago


I agree with many of the comments here. Strange and enigmatic they are, thoughts that have no bearing in the physical; rational world. However you leave space for the spiritual, the perfect and beautifully creative strokes of genious. I only wish there was more of this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


“you’re crazy; a raving lunatic who takes everything to heart and thinks too much.”

A splendid read and write...:)...................

Posted 10 Years Ago


wow! what was that? !!! im moved.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow... This one caught me... You always convey emotions and feelings with amazing grace and imagery... but this one is a kick in the head! Beautiful! I LOVE this!

Posted 10 Years Ago


this is awesome! with a very strong message..lovely piece! just lovely

Posted 10 Years Ago



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