2 years ago
Journalists world, [13/07/2022 13:31]
Shadows and Reflections
It's been for such a long time
It you're solid to Imagine like
Borders pushed up until this point
As in the debris of a star
Once lighted with energy
Seizes to exist with battle and watchfulness
Imitated a job excessively great
Excessively great not to be valid
Can't differentiate nobody could
Bended lines shadow rushes of blue
Faking it and smile is simple
Faces pass by and u become acclimated to it for some time
Continue to hear them words and murmurs
Block them out and make an effort not to stagger
Getting under your skin step by step
Prearranged words anything you say
Glancing through your eyes
Just that mirror can lie
That equivalent face penetrating into your spirit
Looking for that SOS call
A reflection that shouts what you murmur
Scars sentiments like yesterday actually rankle
Kicks in behind close entryways
A crazy thrill ride of feelings keeping track of who's winning
Pushed where it counts yet still in the shallow
Entagled between a reflection and a shadow
Pussyfooting in faltering which one to follow
Grins of a shadow or shouts of a reflection
An entertainer's act or a displaced person's admission
An endorsement searcher or a courageous of dismissal
A desolate social butterfly or a quiet untouchable
Peer strain or self control what to project
Power outages or recollections that last
A barely recognizable difference between what's completely false and what's valid
What you need and what you're pushed to do
Lost between a shadow and a reflection
Misconstrued signals become an example of your projection
#K
@silent_words_sk
Essayists world, [13/07/2022 20:37]
Here I'm attempting to expound on you once more, frantic to let you know that regardless of not showing it, you were the light in my haziest days, the adoration in my scornful minutes, the center of my whole presence.
#Aziz
Authors world, [27/07/2022 17:29]
At the point when She said our feelings became mixed up in interpretation.
What she implied was not the inclination but rather the articulation.
Our affection was a combination of everything , except in Arabic I enticed her.
In non-verbal communication I played with her.
Contacting communicated my aims.
English possibly seemed when I lost her.
#Aziz
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