strength is an act of the mind
preyed on by those unkind
hyjacked by those with green paper
who see joy upon fake nature

dear strong woman
dont be broken down
by the lies that are spread around
beauty is being
beauty is you

let your hair be
let the sun touch your glowing skin
for all i know
what the paid words will never tell you
and what you know, deep down
is you're strong

in a world of weak constitution

the foundations we built without knowing
but
i cant let you in
theres things i need to say to you
but i cant
and i cant keep you out
so i wait

and we keep building
and we dance in silence
to the music
and let the world burn
from the fires of our silence

watched by the moonlight
the ashes are our scars
i just wanted to dance
in our usual trance

the music my mind makes alone
is more than delightful than you've ever known

the cacophony around me flushes them out
as im forced to listen to the scream and shout
im obsessed with silence

a listener
a watcher
an observer

im obsessed with silence
a solitary diamond
shys in the light
radiates at night

the music my mind makes alone
is more beautiful than you've ever known

a solitary mind is what im waiting to find
far apart
a piece of art

i am obsessed with silence.
i long to be alone with myself
away from all the wealth

solitaire

~the poetry enigma

whats in a name you say?
my name feels safe in my mouth
why you ask
because i am
at perfect harmony with
myself
you're
ours
mine

~the poetry enigma

is it real, to be lying in the yellow meadows
beneath the willow trees
in our own worlds
colliding
metaphorically

is it too good to be true?
in this cosmos
to be dreaming about a willow tree
in a yellow meadow

a simple thought
a pen in my hand
a thought in my head
i wonder what ill dream up next

~the poetry enigma