LE NARCISSIST

LE NARCISSIST

A Poem by M. L. F.

He stares at the world past the tip of his nose
Through gold tinted glasses
Yes - he only sees -
the things his eyes show him trough internal prose
Lies drip like molasses-
Leave trails on his sleeves

All done to protect you - his logic so safe
Yet when his lies come out -
as lies want to do
He'll bear no such guilt - He's the man with no mirror
He'll bear no such guilt - but get angry with you -

-for these harsh accusations that you've dared to say
"How could you believe them?"
"Believe over me?"
He'll shout at the top of his two screeching lungs -
like a hawk in distress who is too blind to see

But I saw straight through him - his sad little game
Le Narcissist's acting should win an award
Too bad he will go through life too broke to see -
All the truths that his logical lies can't afford.

© 2017 M. L. F.


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Don't we all have it in us, the narcissistic beast...?
I'm again and still in awe of your strength and passion... and soul. In every syllable, every letter...
Great read.. Misty.

Posted 6 Years Ago


This has such a polished feel to it. Intelligent and very creative. So well written!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M. L. F.

6 Years Ago

Thank you :)
"Trough"?

There is a sadness in the perception of continuing loss and unfulfilled want.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M. L. F.

6 Years Ago

Hmm.. Not a sadness, but an understanding that this man is utterly drowning in his own lies and arro.. read more
I have no words......my voice is in my awe!! This is brilliant in every aspect! Well done!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M. L. F.

6 Years Ago

Thank you.. I haven't been on here in a while. Nice review, glad you liked it.
Le narcissique - the title is genius, a narcissist would definitely identify better with Le narcissist, "The" doesn't do him enough credit

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M. L. F.

7 Years Ago

Glad you got the word swap... nice when the reader understands the motives based upon the piece.. Th.. read more
Like the journey your composition takes me on; excellent descriptive antidote, poetically summarising the main character. By the way, a lot of narcissists play mind games that force you to constantly be on the defensive and which shore them up. The best way to deal with these games is to recognize the game and to stop playing. To deal with a narcissist you have to keep your ego out of the running. Good write!

Posted 7 Years Ago


The first line of the poem held me. Felt like a familiar story. Don't narcissists help us become better writers?! powerful take.

Ohh! been a while I visited you. How are you Misty?

Posted 7 Years Ago


Very nice..loved the description and tale of Narcissist.

Posted 7 Years Ago


A brilliantly worded poem that can be applied to most high-functioning Sociopath Narcissists. It's also extremely accurate as I know guys who are exactly like this in their bearing, attitude and how they treat people, especially women and how they throw them away like trash when they're done using them. Most of these people will never experience true love, joy, sorrow, etc.

You really captured the depiction of the Narcissist in your well-chosen visuals and imagery such as his "gold tinted glasses". Very effective, especially the first two lines of this poem.

You are a truly gifted poet, Misty! :)
Embrace it and never let it go.

Very nice job! ;)

Posted 7 Years Ago



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