Fallacy
Is it just me or my eyes have been ruthlessly deceived,
when they fall upon your divine self captured
within a pictorial and vivid frame of liveliness.
You're the enchantment that has engulfed my senses,
You're the heaven my black soul has always envisioned,
You're the dream that has the power to conquer my deleterious nightmares,
And looking into this hued frame of profound essence and vigour,
all I can think is so much more that cannot be expressed in words,
but can only be seen and felt through this sweet and tormenting frame,
that has been artistically crafted by the Gods above,
in order to fuel my need of a much better fancy,
and fallacy.
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3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - 2018
PoetryWelcome to the Poets Pub 3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever. This year it will be an eight (8) week gauntlet style poetry competition, with a new poetry prompt every week and a winner announced each week. All winners will be eligible for our Poet...
