Beyond the Surface

Upon the surface the flowers bloom in indescribable beauty,

Taking root they spread with vibrant colors

Producing a plentiful crop within the valley

Perfection lies within shades of blue and gold upon the sun kissed surface.

 

Below the surface lies entangled roots of entrapment,

Webbed together they are tangled in a knotted mess of deceit

Growing deeper and deeper refusing to wither with the wind

Deception lies beneath the surface of perfection.

 

Upon the surface life looks as if a perfectly painted picture

Where all the pieces of the puzzle fit together precisely

Depicting a false projection of reality

Displaying what society asks for rather than the truth.

 

Below the surface lies a bruised and battered heart

Shattered into a million pieces by brokenness

Groaning in agony for a path out of entanglement

But the truth would taint the facade of perfection.

 

Seasons come and go with time

Flowers bloom and wither with each passing day

The flowers that bloom upon the surface are lies of happiness that depict false joy

But the roots that lie underneath devastate the perfect pictures of life.

 

Weeds grow deep within the soul once they are nurtured,

They produce bright colors and speak of joy in a promising manner

Trapped within a web of lies; lives become hopeless prey to the facade of beauty

Picture perfect on the surface

Broken beyond belief beneath below

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

you captured the image of this poem quite vividly well done!! :)

[Pushkar Prabhat]

Great imagery and what a fantastic poem! Your thoughts really flow in rhymes.......another beautiful poem by you! You inspire me! Keep sharing!

[Mike Wolfe]

Very good read. I enjoyed it and loved that it evoked a picture in my mind. It didn't just describe it to me, it took me there. Not to mention that you engrained so much truth into one short poem. I enjoyed the read and am looking forward to more.

[Hailey Shay]

Thank you so very much!

[Ashes]

This is beautifully written. I love it! It really resonates with me. It is captivating, and I love the use of symbolism