Dead Poets Society

 

 

Dead Poets Society

 

Damnation of the Mind

In Society’s eyes, I commit a Crime

 

Freedom mistook as a Sin

“For I’m always right”, says the Red Queen

 

I scattered my scrappy writes

In this forest full of lies

 

I am as good as dead

For I am never been needed

Naked to the bone

A far away star, I am alone

 

“I am your salvation”, says the Holy King

I oblige for that’s what I think is right, Lamenting

Oh, Holy king, I can’t stop wondering

The man made crisis keeps on repeating

Driven by powerful Need

They hunger for what they don’t Need

 

I am in a brink of exhaustion

Many hides in the facade of beautiful illusion

Creation for an easy solution

 

Abundance is slowly fading

Our soulful purity is slowly dying.

 

Author's Note

photo credits:
dead poets society by ezonrenier

The title came from the photo I have found with the same name that is very haunting and thought-provoking. I adapted the title from the movie The Dead Poets Society.

Reviews

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Very strong and expressive writing, and photo! Here I can see the obstacles and delusion of the poets, in face of society, the Red Queen and Holy king, the loneliness again...There are many verses that sound sharp, but their meaning is little blur and hidden. The border between my mind and "others", poets and society, is obvious and clear...but not the border between right and wrong...which is affecting the mind and source of the poets. Not the border of "yourself". Freedom is another accent, which is not far away from being illusion. (as its approach is the way of Sin).
Little heavy write, as there is no open end to the path of "hope" and light...But also a real Death poets Society. (I have feeling that writing it was a cause from certain reason or event)
My favorite lines:
Freedom mistook as a Sin
“For I’m always right”, says the Red Queen

I scattered my scrappy writes
In this forest full of lies

[stars are far]

The third stanza was totally amazing..expresses alot ...... and yeah i watched the movie ,its one of the best movies :) great write :)

[captain]

I am as good as dead
For I am never been needed
Naked to the bone
A far away star, I am alone

Those are my favorite lines, its amazing how our words wave our emotions and the strings of pain are layed bare out in the open for understanding. Amazing Pax.

[gabrielle]

i watched the movie with the same title but i slept through it for reason that perhaps i may have been too young to understand the meaning it want to convey. now going back to this piece, it made me think of different interpretations but i could not really pin point what's going on.
the image you chose to go on with this piece is fitting especially on these lines--

"I scattered my scrappy writes
In this forest full of lies"

[Shep]

When I read this poem it reminds me of myself it really, really does.

My favorite stanza

I am as good as dead
For I am never been needed
Naked to the bone
A far away star, I am alone

[Horizon K.]

So I was fascinated by the accompanying picture for quite awhile before reading on...

...Naked to the bone
A far away star, I am alone...

As poets on the WC, I don't think we are alone in thought as we share and connect here, but in our true worlds, sadly, this may not be so. Despite our open eyes, others may not want to see the things we see...
 
I think of an essay by the amazing poet Tony Hoagland, on how in America at least, and I don't know how this applies to other parts of the world, but as a society we have utterly lost poetry in our education system and the failure this contributes to, as through poetry and the arts and just connecting on a human level, we learn compassion and a more humanitarian view of the world, accepting others. Instead, without these lessons, what kind of society do we become... one of isolation, where voicing truth of feeling and definition of self is a lonely place to be, to admit failures you become considered a failure instead of a human seeking growth, which is something that not a single person in this world should excuse themselves from. Anyway, I guess I'm saying the world needs poets and artists and humanitarians, and if all opened thier hearts and minds to humanity in the way poetry encourages us to do, then it would not be, such a lonely place. Your words are indeed needed, my friend...
Forgive my mini-essay...
HK

[Marie]

I've seen this movie more than once...

It seems to speak more about life than death. For poets live on in the words they have written, even if they are never read; even if they are scattered as "scrappy writes"...all that is behind them still lives...

[Sami Khalil]

"I scattered my scrappy writes



In this forest full of lies







I am as good as dead



For I am never been needed



Naked to the bone



A far away star, I am alone"

From the title I get dear poet that you are talking about us poets or the dead amongst of us. For we are a society indeed and we have interactions like any other society. We are a microcosm of this vast world and personalities : Some are honest and some are not , some are living and some are dead and gone. Some their work live on in the minds and hearts of people...I feel you are lashing out at the liars and non pure in the craft lamenting their naked lies and deceptions...I could be wrong but that is how I'm looking at it. Another one I get that we are our own saviours and destroyers and I agree with that and other points too...A splendid poem...:)...........

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

When I look at this image and read your thoughts of it...Sara Bareilles lyrics for the song YELLOW come to mind...Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know? For you I bleed myself dry
For you I bleed myself dry

I think as poets and artists we bleed ourselves dry in pursuits so close to our hearts.Pursuits that have become part of our souls....even when no one else seems to notice. I find this piece very emotional...almost brutal in it's screams ~ OPEN YOUR EYES WORLD....~ OPEN YOUR HEARTS!!! Exceptional Pax!

[joshua deathdealer]

I really like the wording and the topics that are touched upon. There is a lot said here but it flows well and conjures delightful thought. The picture is most haunting but seemingly made for this brilliant poem. Thank you for sharing.

[Pax]

Thank you mr. Josh, It's indeed a pleasure to hear your thoughts about it. I truly appreciate it.