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Mirrors show physical traits about you
what people may see on the outside.
They don't reflect the demons within
or the battles that happen inside.

So next time you look at someone
through the reflection of your eyes.
Don't ever forget to not judge
to love and help them rise.
I wish I was smarter
faster
stronger
I wish I had money
riches
fame
I wish for attention
power
****** desires
My flesh wishes all these things
but my spirit yearns for truth
If I would have it my way
my spirit would wish for me to turn away
Love is simple
love is precious
love is something you are.
Maybe if we stop
treating it as an object
our purpose wouldn't seem so far.
 Apr 2019 Amory Caricia
Graff1980
The stars flare and then unwind
Like bits and pieces silky twine
They disconnect from the heavens
And stray so far from my mind

The salt water burns
As it bubbles boils and churns
Rapidly descending as
It moves from turn to turn

The dirt writhes beneath my feet
Sand and mud are consumed
In agonizing defeat
Thus it weeps as it recedes
From the burning trees and their leaves

The fire flows like lava streams
Embracing the water that it turns to steam
It shifts and cools until it’s solid
And leaves its power yet unseen

Mankind stands amongst it all
Arrogantly thinking they know it all
Never stopping to realize
How easy it would be to fall

My mind races
With all these thing
The immortal elements
And human beings

As I cycle through my thoughts
Remembering the lesson that were taught
I bow my head slightly in wonder and awe
At the beauty that cannot be bought.
 Dec 2018 Amory Caricia
Graff1980
She sits in a field,
blowing off
flowing petals
from old dying flowers
as the fall sun
sets a light aura outline
around her entire body.

Long ***** blond hair
hugs her slender neck
then scatters
across her back
and the shoulders of
her lovely sunflower dress.

She spies me
with eyes of innocent
curiosity,
beckoning me
to come forth.
So, I move as she
commands.

Little pointed ears
protrude
from her messy hair.
Deep blue glowing eyes
study me quizzically.

I return the glance
eye line following her
small hands
to her slender
but dangerously
muscular arms,
then down to the side
where a short blade resides
resting menacingly.

With the voice of the wind
she asks me.
“Who are you?”cont.

I stutter in response
choking on my confusion,
thinking “this must be
some sort of Lord of The Rings
illusion.”

Hot sparks dart dangerously
from her flexing fingers
which are pointed at me.
I feel the burn
of sharp strands of
white lighting.

Daylight dulls
into an unconscious void,
and as I slip into nothingness,
I hear her whisper.
“Do not follow me.”

The light of a white
pale moon in the sky
meets my eyes
as I wake.

She is gone,
and my body aches,
but a small part of me
longs to chase after
and capture her
for the sake of my curiosity.

For the sake of my sanity
and safety
I decline that dumb urge
and decide to keep
the secret of this strange being
for my dreams
only.
today's ships sailed in the fog and all floated
and the light burned and the light went out and the
light was on and everything was on fire
the moon was in the sky and the stars and the sun
and clouds and fog
even apples in front were even apples burned like stars
the boats were floating today in the fog and everyone
was swimming and swimming
and the sea rocked swaying in the wind my huge rocked
and the mirrors broke and the mirrors spread out to small
small grains of light and darkness of night tasty light
on ships they will never stop and they all swim and swim
and paint brushes and paint them paint and canvas appear
they emerge from nowhere from where
yes yes yes yes yes my ships yes
and the lamp is not set that she did not know what to do today


fog spread through the corridors fog flood our ears and eyes
and that in my eyes that in your eyes oh crystals are hidden
about in the eyes of the unknown in the eyes of death and the birth of death
and what is death, what is birth, and no one knows
floated swammed in a distant ocean in the distant ocean which
consisted of stars and planets of stars and planets and marine environments
floated ships sailed in the distant ocean and my eyes burned and eyes
My burned and then again and again faded as never happened
what is ashes what is the disappearance and nobody nobody nobody
does not even know just everyone knows about the ships of the sea
which so many times rush in this ocean of the sea which all
clouds in the way they devoured and devoured forever
about floating floating in the sea wonderful gold ships starry ours

07.07.18
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