To Thine Own Self

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Phoenix Poetry

Submitted: January 09, 2017

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"To Thine Own Self Be True"
Though, Polonius, I must pose;
Who am I but a pallet,
A pallet of sound;
Where upon all colours reside on the palate,
Waiting for the painters duty 
(Though some drip and stain).
I am no more than a myriad of voices
Embellished within a vortex of mirages
Glossed by mirrors;
Stars twinkle within my throat
And souls hide within the chambers of space,
Deeply rooted within true reason
Of thine own self;
Where flesh saunters 
And melts with breath,
Such discovery is futile- 
Though we're unable to disagree
Doesn't make it true,
As with that statement;
Now the scope ascends,
Ascends beyond the sight of man
And now, and now...
I realise there is no truth
For no lies can hold company
To what sustains these thoughts;
All but words,
Actions do not suffice
And I am still searching
For Thine Own Self


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