The Elusive SelfA Poem by Daniel MaloneThis is a couplet concerning the quest for self-knowledge and how it is never ending and ever changing due to the constant evolution of our psyche.
Open books still have secrets. Not all subtleties are illuminated through multiple views.
Some defy even the author. We extract the meaning we choose. Thumbing through the fine points.The intricacies evade. The recognition of the broad with time begins to fade. Perusing through the scripture we divorce from comprehension, in the way the soldier fights till they misrecollect the mission. A premise with no format. The phrasing bounds from static. Clear of definition, but it still becomes a habit. Inspection of the elements. Rifle through the baggage. Rummage through arrangements,from the basement to the attic. You've bequeathed your saga unto those who would receive. Still as much as any scholar, you're not sure what to believe. The quest is unremitting. Incessant exploration. An odyssey of mind. The elusive revelation. Perception ever-changing, it's a sign of maturation. Obliterating cognizance. The cycle of negation. Yes I have my theories. Disparity exists, where even the creator has some properties he missed. A novel never knows itself, the writer is as blind. The beauty's in the ignorance, there's always more to find. © 2013 Daniel MaloneAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on March 25, 2013 Last Updated on March 25, 2013 Tags: Poetry, self-exploration, couplet AuthorDaniel MaloneEnon, OHAboutI'm a late 20's guy who has accomplished nothing other than being a father. I've always immersed myself in the arts, be it music, literature, or film. I'm a song-writer, vocalist, keyboardist, and dru.. more..Writing
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