#recognise
View your shadow on the wall
- don't recognize it at all?
Because if you can't do this
you'll probably feel amiss
to know who you really are.
Then, if you're seen from afar
and someone calls out your name
you may not respond the same.
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 9:28 AM UTC
i often get asked
why i don't like selfies
i never say it but
i don't like them
because the person looking back at me
i don't recognise
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 11:28 AM UTC
Never ask,
Always think
firstly...
And then follow
the words backwards,
to find the meaning
of what was not clear the first time.
sometimes we rewind
to find
what wasn't clear.
Freeze framing to find that moment
we should have noticed
an indiscretion and navigate the
meaning of where we
fell to pick ourselves up
and recognise
our own failing.
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC
Un-tampered pride
its growth inevitably radiant
Genius-ful mind
soon to be colossally extolled
Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 3:08 AM UTC
I search for happy people
and when I recognise
a joyful and happy person
I take clues
from how they are feeling, thinking and acting
to discover
how I can feel, think and act
to be optimally joyful and happy.
Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
In a hall of mirrors,
Could you recognise oneself?
After losing everything.
A shell of your former self,
A ghost of a life lived.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
I always showed you
how I shone
under the sun
but you never noticed
what happens
when I melted
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 3:12 AM UTC
I stood before the gods
But none had time to see me
I was kept with the odds
For unlikely reasons, may be
Besides, I am just a feather
Floating with the delirious winds
I hope to be together
But I've lost all my kins
Far and further, I rest on a tree
And see crowds gather
Fortunately, I am free
Camouflaging in this weather
Dirt and dust cover me dearly
Making a coat of foundation
It's hard to make out clearly
So, now I am in fashion
Lots sit or stick out from hats
Dipped in ink, the fancy quills
Decorated in fine mats
Processed in mills
But I am just a part of someone
Whom I've lost in a matter of time
Everyday bored watching the sun
Wonder, what was my bearers crime!
©sim
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 3:07 AM UTC
I see you walk through the halls with her
She wears your new jacket
She wears your new smile
She wears your new life
Do you recognize me
I wear your old jacket
I wear your old smile
I wear your old life
I wear you no more
I wear a stranger that you no longer know
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 1:13 PM UTC
As I glance within that antique mirror I peer beyond what tangible visage is reflected,
Beyond that secure facade,
Upon distortion of an identity, afar from all familiarity,
A dissimilar being, of once unprecedented purpose,
For, fine china does not break to reassemble,
For, you and I are never to be as we once were.
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 9:01 AM UTC
It is the God in me that seeks to find the same in you
so God may recognise the Oneness of being that’s true.
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Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 6:30 PM UTC
Those three words;
hurt me, burn
me, know me.
Desolate delight. I
will burden you
with identity. I
will ache for
my divine shadows
to return. Yet
the clouds parted
and I saw
truth, some strange
recognition within, brought
by my thoughts.
"I know you."
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 2:13 PM UTC