#scrutiny
I have heard the better word
that defined
my lack of pride
beyond the line
I've drawn upon
to elevate the livid lies
that I was braver,
when I was not
And they pointed
at the arrow sign
To my neverland
'far fetched' above
my knees gave out
and I succumbed
to the scrutiny
of many eyes
Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 8:42 AM UTC
Her stained thoughts manifest
as reckless voice that
critiques and confines.
Her words jars authenticity
and snubs their narrative,
cooked from their perspective,
and experience.
Flames of disapproval,
burn brighter with every beat
as incompetency bites
and acceptance withers.
She captures snapshots,
and confines them into
stereotyped framed
of idiosyncratic value.
But steadily,
as she delayers,
scrubs the scrutiny of judgements
of her thoughts, and emotions —
she steps off the battleground
of others skin
and becomes the change of creating
a embracing society.
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
Once upon a time,
my skin was skin,
splendid,
as long as I kept it clean.
Now I’m told
by the TV, internet, and magazines,
my skin
needs plumping,
brightening,
smoothing,
anti-wrinkle cream.
The mirror
used to show my reflection –
it served a purpose
like a toothbrush
used to maintain oral hygiene.
Now a mirror reflects
not just my visage
but judgement;
flaws
that need fixing.
Now I’m the clingy lover,
insecure, as I hover
two inches from the glass surface
that is less fragile
than my self-esteem sometimes.
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
Nothing I do matters
I toil and toil away
But nothing I do matters
I am forever replaceable
Forever flawed
Forever scrutinized by society
I melt, fill a different mold
Yet the scrutiny continues
I melt again
Scrutiny persists
How many more times should I melt?
Fill a different mold
Before I surrender
To the unforgiving scrutiny?
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
Not
'in this light'
not 'just now'
not 'at first sight'
not 'from this angle,'
but
timelessly,
universally,
after scrutiny,
from all perspectives,
you are absolutely -
wondrous.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 3:47 PM UTC
I'm not that optimistic, but doesn't mean I can't do what's right
I'm a rebel, but doesn't mean I can't follow
putting me in a box where I don't belong..
why keep me?....to avoid any trouble?
try to cover all the sins but it won't work
can't accept me?, don't need you to...
I am alone, but it doesn't mean nobody watch for me
all my moves, all my words... been carefully observed
criticized, judged, pointing your hypocrite fingers
for you this is life, for me this is trash
you can play with the rules by means of the power given by you
but the rules you hold, is only the rules made by you
not the rules everybody follows
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC