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Conjolted Poetry

Conjolted Poetry

Tuesday, 24 May 2016

Rise and Fall

I've been in massive crowds,
listened to acoustic cheers and applauds,
from the back and in front rows.
I've been almost negligible and at the podium,
weighing out if I am incredible or invisible,
and per now striving to be invincible-
it has given me an ego, I'm now feeble,
I don't know where I belong; I'm lukewarm;
among the billions or one in a billion.
Life, the universe, nature, God,
often throws opportunity at us,
when we catch it and lay Midas touch,
we start to feel some kind of worth...

Rise and Fall # Conjolted
Success takes you up pops up, lets you drop, and gives
you some more balloons if you're a tough cookie!

Then poof!

It's gone!

Some call it beginners luck,
you think you've put in enough hours,
Ha! Well here, have some flowers!
Someone beat you at your game
they now love him like they did you,
and us people love the finer things,
and us who are being loved are selfish,
we don't want our love shared,
we want that cut your cake and eat-
it all alone kind of confetti party.
Ayeh, does the person in your shoes-
know he's up next? Up next for the ride,
one that checks your survival skills,
where the loud cheers and applause,
turn into screams saying;

Battered! You'll have to get up.
each of us has their own share,
each with many times to glare,
don't give up when stripped and bare,
neither should you settle for less,
it's in your nature to stand out.

"Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over,
and it seems as though the writings on the wall,
Superstar you finally made it,
But once your picture becomes tainted,
It's what thy call, the rise and fall"

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