A poem written in heroic couplet...


Pompous Lines by an Outwardly Brazen Poet

If the sin of pride is my condign curse;
then I own it, and I can do no worse.
If the world disdains me, not saying why;
then I can stand it, though I want to die.

Alone for good, now and for evermore,
as souls come, to never enter my door.
Condemned by my sins, I'm kept from the light;
without grace, I live bereft of God's sight.

(Too bad if some don't recognize my genius;
but know, great souls believe in their greatness:
so damn this world if I'm cursed any longer!
For the burden of brilliance makes me stronger.)




Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-25 at 00:14

Tags Genius  Brilliance  Greatness 

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely said Ngoc.
There is no sin in being,
Even if others try to make it so.
Alan.
2022-02-25