The Wheel Of Fortune Poem by Andy Ruan

The Wheel Of Fortune

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Basking in timeless rays of majesty
Hath blinded me from dark omens below
Her warnings, shrouded by my vanity
Loom in the darkness as the sharp wind blows

The blue cloak flutters; unveiling true sky
As the black sun casts down a chilling light
Gone are the shadows that lead men awry
As the blind world falls into dreary night

Clear is the livid sun, dull in all eyes.
Doomed to a falling day, doomed to the night
Doomed to a fate where only sorrow lies
A final resting for ones robbed of sight

Yet in silent moments of serene thought
I wish to soar in false days long forgot.

Sunday, June 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: reality
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In medieval and Elizabethan times, people believed strongly that life on earth was unpredictable, governed by forces beyond human control. The turnings of fate were often depicted as a wheel to which humans clung. A person who was at the top of the wheel might achieve wealth and status, only to fall down as the wheel would descend. Because it was impossible to stay on the top of the wheel, people believed that the world was doomed to fall.

This Shakespearean sonnet was based upon King Richard III and the role of Nemesis reversing the role of Buckingham as he soon became aware of the wheel turning in the hidden background of reality. The poem is structured as Buckingham expresses his days at the top of the wheel, then his sudden awareness, and his final realization of humanity's unavoidable doom.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajarshi Chakraverty 08 June 2014

Pretty deep, man... Made me read it twice. Good work :)

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Lenny Camacho 08 June 2014

and thus all life must end... the rest will just carry on

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