Greatness Thrust Upon Poem by Rodion Myshkin

Greatness Thrust Upon



The mirror eludes to reflect me
I see bare skins and clothing,
Only light falls prey to tinted glass.
A Blindness has gone contagious!

Not by birth nor achievement,
But weighed to succumb,
A folly to witness, alas,
This Greatness is way past my creed.

Still, I see a glint in every eye
Flashes of a forgotten face,
Your vision detects potential
Mine dreads a void.

I am afraid,
Of losing sight, along with you,
Identity seeks where senses fail
My Greatness is simply, existence.

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Written on 8th February 2015
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