~ Just Call Me Echo ~

To love the vain Narcissus means

You’ll never be ‘enough’.

And for all his empty promises,

You’ll never fill him up.

He may lie and say he ‘loves you’,

But he’ll never truly give his heart.

“Self-love” is the language he knows best,

And duplicity, his self-taught art.

What he may ‘love’ about you,

Are the similarities you reflect;

The mirror of himself, in you,

Not the genuine qualities you project.


He’ll always hold you at a distance,

Even when you’re in his arms.

He may flash a smile to beguile you,

Yes, Narcissus has many charms.

Never able to see beyond himself,

Unwilling to admit he causes such pain,

When real love shatters his looking-glass,

He’ll just find another,

And do it again.

So caught up in declaring himself as ‘divine’,

Never understanding his own ego’s ruse,

Immolated, blinded by his self-edifying fire,

Never realizing an alternative path he could choose.

He’ll use you to justify his own worth,

And when you’re broken, and wondering “why?”

You’ll get only an echo for an answer,

His Trismegistus, is “Me, Myself and I”.


Like fated, sad Echo of history, you’ll never be able,

To reach him, whom you love. His reflection, deception.

Seen through an immovable, invisible wall of self.

Despite your genuine love, it won’t phase his perception.


For Narcissus loves himself, the best,

Leaving no room for anyone else, or real.

He reaches out, in well-meant, but false sincerity,

Doomed to self-created loneliness he’ll forever feel.

And any nymph who falls beneath his spell,

Charmed by the shadow of self-justified man,

Is doomed, as well, to a lonely, empty hell,

Of truly loving a person, who never can.

Narcissus will never return your love,

No matter how much you give, or how hard you try,

He might go through the motions, to try and appease,

But his ‘crumbs’ will only make you cry.

And when your tears have made a bitter pool,

When you feel yourself drowned, in his stone-hearted lake,

You’ll see, by loving Narcissus, you’re a romantic, sad fool,

For the vain man can never give you his heart, only take.

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2007

Don’t fall in love with a self-absorbed person. They will only bring you grief in the end, and they will never be able to return the love you give…they don’t know how.

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About dragonkatet

Regarding the blog name, Dragon’s Dreams ~ The name comes from my love-affairs with both Dragons and Dreams (capital Ds). It’s another extension of who I am, a facet for expression; a place and way to reach other like-minded, creative individuals. I post poetry and images that fascinate or move me, because that’s my favorite way to view the world. I post about things important to me and the world in which we live, try to champion extra important political, societal and environmental issues, etc. Sometimes I wax philosophical, because it’s also a place where I always seem to learn about myself, too, by interacting with some of the brightest minds, souls and hearts out there. It’s all about ‘connection(s)’ and I don’t mean “net-working” with people for personal gain, but rather, the expansion of the 4 L’s: Light, Love, Laughter, Learning.
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