Self-Esteem Poem by David DeSantis

Self-Esteem

Rating: 3.2


Delirium,
Misfiring bearings.
Opiate,
She power’s my train.
Sanctity,
I have no boundaries.
Like a moon,
I was meant to wane.

Consulate,
I am my own Caesar.
Disparate,
And nearly as vain.
Delirium,
These misfiring bearings,

As a nerve,
You lie to the brain.



Copyright (c) David DeSantis

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Campbell 07 April 2008

that was excellent. like a moon i was meant to wane! great stuff.

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David Harris 07 April 2008

David, another brilliant poem. Top grade write. Top marks and thank for sharing this my friend. David

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Original Unknown Girl 11 April 2008

Very clever penning. Yes 'Self Esteem' has to be a trick of the brain... don't you think? I like this... HG: -) xx

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LOVEFOOL Aka 13 April 2008

Wow this is very powerful and thought provoking good stuff as allways thanks Nik

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Lynda Robson 17 April 2008

I agree that self esteem is a trick of the brain, very clever writing by you here David, I will look out for more of your work, Lynda xx

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Raindreamer Hippy 30 May 2008

Brilliant, thoughtful, brave.'misfiring bearings'. LOVE it. This is AMAZING. You have talent!

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Rani Turton 24 April 2008

'Like a moon/ I was meant to wane.' Brilliant but maybe not true? Thanks for this one.

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Chuck Audette 22 April 2008

not sure about the vein-ity issue.. Was Caesar very veiny? That must be why he bled to death so fast after getting stabbing in the back! but a fun poem on the life, nonetheless... -c

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Laoibhse Ni Canain 22 April 2008

'Boundry-less' indeed, this piece certainly proves you to be and any vainity you may indulge in is probably justified...perhaps you would consider Caesar as a 'nom de plume'? ;)

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L M 19 April 2008

Perhaps my favorite of your poems thus far. Well structured. Elequent. Effortless flow. Well done. ;)

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