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Casualty Of Your Cruelty

The radiant shine leaves your aurora
dimming ever so quickly,
as in northern regions you are—borealis 
falling into the southernmost Sahara 
negative gradients descend—australis
The gloss of moral sanction 
The glitter of a social butterfly
The prism of a love sonnet
I thought it would never end
False is an outward appearance
Black smoke puffed                    
charcoal ashes
spread amongst the masses
Snuffed are the soft eider white reminiscence
Left are the burnt embers of memory                     
Janus face so striking
truant tradeoffs at any cost
totality misleading,
yet, narcissism becomes you
A most plebeian diagnosis
Self-absorbed egotist
with delusions
of grandeur
You’ll popularize
popularity
while it condemns you, 
A cowardice,
believing 
YOU were a soldier
Yet you hid when all battled for you
a fair weathered friend is no
friend at all
You’ve painted a Renoir of you 
an illusion, it's a Goya—El Greco!
A bruting intimacy restrained
a duality in an Art Deco
mask off, mask on
Disguise! 
Hide what’s just another espy
I was wrong about you...
Words spread eloquently
A perennial drone others reality
If  cruelty, are your real realms
Then I am just another casualty
Taken in by your devilish charms

when Moon and Sun collide
allied with the charred stars
A false hope maker
dream taker,
heartbreaker,
faker

Fare thee well...
You’re of them
No one special after all
a let down
draining
I want no 
part of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Beaufort Avatar
May 7, 2025 at 5:15 PM
Anaya, the way you describe cruelty makes it seem awful and we know it is awful. We are so lucky that at least in some parts of our lives, we can escape from it. When we're trapped, it can really do damage and lead to all sorts of hurt and anger. Glad this is a fictional write, of course. However, things like it are not foreign to me in parts of my life. It makes this very powerful. Smiles, of course!!
Anaya Avatar
September 4, 2025 at 6:44 PM
Belated Thank yous! Oh how hurtful one can be, we've all been through thick and thin walls of awful. Glad to know such a wonderful person and poet as you are, Duke. My political- humor poet friend!
Edmonds  Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 3:25 AM
A marvellous fictional write Anaya, truly amazing… Beryl
Anaya Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 6:15 PM
Tysm, Belle! ×
Dietrich Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 12:07 AM
Wow. I see this will be a winner. Love your approach here. Great metaphors
Anaya Avatar
May 3, 2025 at 9:39 AM
Andrea ~~~~~~~You are the poetess par excellence and an epitome of what a ~~Sponsor~~ truly is. Your ~~Impartiality~~ shines through. Your honesty ever apparent. With that said... Your words are more than I needed to validate my work. You are the prize! TYVM ~~~~~~~~Anaya
Hind Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 12:22 PM
Deep agony, and honesty - no real comment, but I know what you're talking about
Anaya Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 12:49 PM
Paige, yes it is what the contest called for, honesty and its agony! ')
Goldsmith Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 12:08 PM
A powerful write. Great Ending... People can cause so much pain for No reason. "Good Luck" Have a lovely day/weekend writing away..............
Anaya Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 12:48 PM
I am careful not to cause such pain sweet Paula, but some do and must take a pause, and read about themselves, if the shoe fits that is. TY! you as well ~ ')
Poet Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Dear Anaya, this is a wonderful poem that covers issues of disappointment, betrayal, and the superficiality of relationships. It expresses displeasure in someone who displays a fake front, displaying their timidity and lack of honesty. The use of light and darkness, as well as natural images, emphasizes the difference between perception and reality. Good luck with the contest
Anaya Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 12:45 PM
I can always dwell on your sincere reviews and thoughts, my dearest poet SP sotto voce, and rely on your truths, insights. Overwhelming are the betrayals when we assume otherwise. All fictious of course ~ Ty!
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