Luminous VeilA Poem by QuietSeer
Sometimes I am fixated on the patterns in the sky.
But when I point them out. The lady in black shakes her head. Sometimes I am fascinated by the energies surrounding people. But when I stare for too long. The lady in black pats my back. Sometimes it seems that people ramble on forever. But when I drift off during conversation, The lady in black pulls me back. But as soon as I try to change myself, in order to be understood. The lady in black looses all respect and finally cracks. © 2015 QuietSeer |
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Added on June 21, 2015 Last Updated on June 21, 2015 |