Everything’s Symbolic

by Emma Fernandez


Everything’s symbolic  
‘Whatever’ can be art  
That song reminds her of a party 
To him, a broken heart  

Your reality’s subjective  
What you want to see is there 
What was he trying to say that night 
With what he chose to wear?  

Still is there really meaning 
Do the stars really align?  
Or are symbols just conceptual  
Tributes made up by our minds  

Entranced by all the emblems 
We search for metaphors  
Give significance 
To a simple glance 
An incessant need for more 

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