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Do we see only what we want to see? |
| No Perfect World The perfect world does not exist. The hidden rogues defy our eyes. All senses seek the flaws they’ve missed. Great beauties trod in nightly mist. They think of past, sweet lullabies. The perfect world does not exist. Men dream about the lips they’ve kissed. Their hearts begin to fantasize. All senses seek the flaws they’ve missed. The humiliation from new lies persist. Old prejudice of laws soon justifies. The perfect world does not exist. True nature and skyscrapers can’t coexist. A false horizon flaunts each spring sunrise. All senses seek the flaws they’ve missed. The gloom of the life one sees persist. A dark, red cloud arrives and mystifies. The perfect world does not exist. All senses seek the flaws they’ve missed. A poem written in villanelle style. The three line stanzas are tercets and the final verse is a four-lined quatrain. |
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