#cyclops
We walk among the land
with a mask of two.
One eye me.
One eye you.
Can there be an infinity,
if all to see is one?
Our infinity is opening,
there is only one.
Only one choice
one mistake,
one idea,
one life.
See our sprinkles of light
shine gold,
within the dark.
We know that there is no limit in our sparks.
We all fall in the glaze within the eye of
one.
Half of us believe in two eyes,
the rest accepts our being as it is.
Of all the colours surrounding us,
blue,yellow,red,green,purple, and orange.
We can only pick one.
It is impossible to choose two.
The lights that we walk within will forever be engrave
as our faith,
as our soul.
One eye me,
one eye you.
This is who we are.
This is our
World.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC
I know of just too many Cyclopes,
Let me describe one of them better,
The one who preys on values of men.
So miniature he is - mere few inches,
So often in our pockets he is found,
So crooked he is with a single eye.
When among beautiful babes & gals,
He is active getting used in clicking,
Also used up is he sometimes by fishy men for fishier purposes.
This Cyclops was filming one such similar affair with a lady unaware,
Stripped naked was her body exposed to that bare,
Trick or truth, clothed or naked, she thought not about this cyborg Cyclops filming her **** ever in her wildest of fears.
The young lady is then blackmailed by the Cyclops's master,
"Be quiet about it and serve us in our industry,"
Threatened with publishing publicly of the moments - she gives in to this blackmail.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:54 AM UTC