The Picture of Dorian Gray

The picture of Dorian Grey

by Bureico Cristina

I knew a man one
Dorian Grey was his name
But his way of life was dark
And his day was toxic as lead

I knew him as man
And after his fall I knew
He hates himself
Because of how low he fell

 He signed a contract with devil
And he thought that fortune smiled at him
But life is it? is the question
He sold his sol for the youth

And here he is now, forever young
But death is not stupid and can not wait
And only the hell designate him a date!

 

Ana Caisin:

I started to read the book The Picture of Dorian Gray. I would like to say you that I like it. It`s hard for me to read those moments in which Lord Henry is speaking, because usually he expresses his thoughts in a difficult way. I found some moments which I really like, if you want, I can share them with you. So, these are some of them:

“There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray. All influence is immoral–immoral from the scientific point of view.”

“Why?”

“Because to influence a person is to give him one’s own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of some one else’s music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is self-development. To realize one’s nature perfectly–that is what each of us is here for. People are afraid of themselves, nowadays. They have forgotten the highest of all duties, the duty that one owes to one’s self. Of course, they are charitable. They feed the hungry and clothe the beggar. But their own souls starve, and are naked. Courage has gone out of our race. Perhaps we never really had it. The terror of society, which is the basis of morals, the terror of God, which is the secret of religion–these are the two things that govern us. And yet—“

Lord Henry

“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”

Lord Henry

I like the way the author described Sibyl Vaine “A rose shook in her blood and shadowed her cheeks. Quick breath parted the petals of her lips. They trembled. Some southern wind of passion swept over her and stirred the dainty folds of her dress….  The joy of a caged bird was in her voice…”

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One Response to The Picture of Dorian Gray

  1. Lenutsa says:

    Hello Cristina and Viorica the host,

    I read this book too, at university, the same university you are at now.:) It has always been one of my favourite books all my life, for exactly the same reasons you wrote your post: lessons of morality and immorality. i sometimes walk in the street and catch myself thinking: “Oh, look at this lady’s face, she must be mean…” Our actions in life will always a leave a trace on our faces.

    Thank you for the poem.

    Good luck studying and in life!

    Elena B.

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