Allegory of Ambition by Franz Wagner
a love ambition
turning to an obsession
sees no boundaries
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riding pegasus
striving to capture his lust
his blind ambition
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death follows behind
lethal ambition for her
a god-sent angel
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mars’ warrior son
ready to kill and be killed
an ill ambition
* For Carpe Diem # 242 Ambition.
“Attention!”
Bright sunlight pierced his eyes as he stepped into the fine painting and heard a loud baritone, “Attention!”
He looked around to find out the place of origin of the deep voice. But there was nobody around nearby, except for a guard standing alert with a rifle facing upwards, held in his palms; his face impassive, devoid of any emotions and his dark eyes sparkling.
There were people at a distance but he was sure nobody could see him and the still life beside him.
“What are you looking at?” spoke someone from behind.
He returned back to the reality.
copyright –Managua Gunn
*Written in response of the Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt.
solitary path
a reticent traveler
destination veiled
.
leaving the footprints
walking deep into jungle
step on fallen leaves
.
blown away a leaf
maneuvering in fast winds
a storm approaches
* Written in response of Carpe Diem Special # 41.
Hello child,
Here I bring for you
the flowers- sniff them
won’t you?
they are so beautiful
aren’t they?
such a smooth blackness
they behold over them
sniff them son
sniff them, oh my dear child
and let me hug you
let me give you the kiss
let me hold you
let me grasp you from behind
let me be with you
please draw me inside you
let me cover you in my cape
oh my dear child
listen to me
here is your depression speaking to you.
A different way of seeing yourself… Seeing yourself in a different light- it would definitely show you the inner-most feelings that you’re trying to hide even from yourself. You may not even identify the person you really are. And that is the path where we all fail in loving ourselves- the true ourselves.
I had heard a long time back,
In the days of childhood,
The story of a swamp deer,
Who adored his lovely antlers,
Sitting atop his head.
This was the personality of his,
He really really adored,
But couldn’t see his flexible legs,
Because they were ugly.
He had a false perception of himself,
Which just covered his beauty,
He could no more see his real power,
The power that his legs beheld.
Once going through the forest by the lake,
Admiring the shadow of his lovely antlers,
The swamp deer heard the loud call,
Of the vicious predator wolves.
The voice came from nearby,
And the deer knew this time is so wry,
He started to run away from the voice,
But till then the wolves had got his trail,
And now were now behind their prey.
The swamp deer started running away,
And soon it seemed he had lost the wolves,
All thanks to his long flexible legs,
That gave him the power of running so well.
The swamp deer took a deep breath of relief,
But still in order to save himself,
Made an incentive to hide in the long bushes.
As he entered the bushes, everything went loose,
For his beautiful antlers got stuck in the bushes.
He tried, struggled to get them free,
But there was nothing he could do.
All his struggles were in vain,
And all of a sudden again came the howl.
It seemed as if the prey has been found again,
The swamp deer tried to get himself free,
He struggled even more and more,
And now even cursed God for his beautiful antlers.
The rest of the story goes like as what you can imagine,
The legs at first saved the swamp deer,
But his beautiful antlers brought him death,
For he could not accept himself fully,
He couldn’t know his real power,
That resided in his legs.
Similar is the case of us all,
We get a perception, we love ourselves,
For the image we have of us in our minds,
But the powerful truth resides in our feelings,
Within us, hence, it is time for us to embrace “us”.
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