We are to busy looking at the grandeur
of the nirvana above to realise that even though there is beauty exhaling beyond our sights. That there is an inhiation of stunning metaphors swimming beneath ever wave.. Stories drowned beneath every convulsion that swells with every passing rise of nights eternal watchman. Immersed luminosity that never sees lambent ashes hanging silently above. Only giving the onyx deep a light show of life's perfection to never fade away.. For in every darkness there is a shade of light, and within every light there is a passing glimmer of shading. For no matter how far we ascend, what is beneath still teaches us that we need to look into the darkness to realise that we need go deeper before we ascend higher our gaze wishes..
That sadness in your eyes
the sight I want to know the reason why you look at things with such a lonely gaze like walking down a sad memory lane. That sadness in your eyes unconsciously reflecting what you feel inside What made your heart gloomy? Who made it hurt like that? That sadness in your eyes covered with your bright sunny smile deceiving the hearts around you and fooling your heart too.
Commission peerless tools. The world merely spinning has thrown you for a loop. No more will you react as tempted by your stimuli. Who are you today? - How about tomorrow? Will you succumb to fear as it follows you in step? Who are you today? Who are you tomorrow? Will you succumb to fear as it follows your every step? Your plan: Understand your soul is your pulp, press it in pages, rewrite the tales you tore. No more will you lend your pen for the sake of sympathy. Who am I today? - How about tomorrow? Will I succumb to fear as it follows me in step. Who am I today? Who am I tomorrow? Will I succumb to fear and so repeat all my mistakes? My mission: soften my gaze into the glare of my enemy's fevered eyes. Shed a tear for persons wayward, put my head to their pointed gun & die laughing, echoing, forever in time & time tempers you into death as I.
As my reflection stares at me, I notice all the things people say about me.
I gaze upon the same face everyone sees. Is there something beyond the mirror? A world I am not aware about? What happens to my reflection when I leave? I am scared of my reflection. The same eyes staring back at me. Knows my every move, every thought, every sight. But what does my reflection see through its mirror? The same backwards world I live in? Sometimes I wish I could walk through the mirror. Live the life of my own reflection. Switch places with myself. The undiscovered country resides right in front of my eyes. Yet it appears to be far away. What life is my reflection living? My own? Or someone else’s? To live like lost lepers loitering around on a lost island. What life lurks beyond that mirror of mine? For when I leave, shall I experience it? Will I finally get my answer? As I stare back at my reflection, I notice all the things it stays to remind me about. I gaze about the same face everyone sees. I need to know what is beyond. Beyond the mirror.
He looked at me in French...
with those sultry eyes and pouty lips. He was a villain I tell you a curse!
Scars of your love shine bright tonight,
Bruised heart screamed in pain tonight, Ripped off were the dark scabs, When deceitful gaze entered my soul tonight, Sacred sighs of whispering mingled with breathe, Your talks smell of my blood tonight.
when you gazed up at the stars
i felt you thinking of me all these stars twinkle for you yet i'm the one that caught your eye - katrina ******
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All beyond reaches of our own
Stretch of sea, land of the deep In deathly still waves Carried the weight of prophecy Circumnavigating --- Wrecked ship, so as I Syphoned by the time Pitch black in heart of sea In this river of abyss, wake of sorrow Darkness shrouds our being Colors of my soul stolen Fading, further and farther From my spirit Drowning into your darkness As I gaze into abyss And gaze upon mine See no reflection But drowned to your eyes
It's a wrecked persona who let himself find his love in the midst of sea with his shipwreck, so is he. It's about facing the truth that love cannot be found, it finds you.
There where stars between the expanses of
my every reflection, every thought was a super nova. Letting in the space between every imagining gave birth to a light that had a longevity, that never shone like this before. When I slumbered I was in-between the spaces. Gazing at the harmony of what was created. And I wondered between the gazes, I floated luminous. As I was every spark that congealed to form every light , raising me higher than I was before. Let every thought have time, for it will burn brighter than before.
The gaze between
two souls that see each other ***** for the first time.