Tired of giving up on myself. 

Why don’t you

For once?

I would welcome thee

Into this plaze

Lush green maze

Bushes high

Never die

Soil even

Water levels uneven

Diamonds and pearls

Budding each night

Vaporize into black dust

Before sunrise

Food of plenty, sodden 

Bellies still empty

Fountains to look at

No water

Just bloodshed

Mirrors at every nook

They are the hidden crooks

Which exist

Caging reality in it

They are the bitter pill 

Sugarcoated in pink

Which people swallow daily 

But desist. 


8 Comments Add yours

  1. Lost soul says:

    Ahh!!! This gorgeous piece!
    Loved it ❤️
    I nominated you for this award ❤️

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Omg you are a swtheart love. Thank you so much.
      Nomination of my name, thats definitely a first . Thank you for bestowing me with such honor … 😘😘😘

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Lost soul says:

        You deserve this ❤️

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Diana says:

    Oh, my brain is delving into your puzzle. I have to read this at least two more times. Nice!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Hahaha, thats nice… Hope u solve your mystery soon😝

      Liked by 1 person

  3. phillister says:

    So completely complex, great as usual

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much. Always great to please you. 😊


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