The thoughts that go on inside my mind
and you don’t even bat an eye.
You say they’re not true
but these misguided thoughts
are my reality.
I wonder what my silence whispers to you.
Poetry
Think until it’s true
The thoughts that go on inside my mind
and you don’t even bat an eye.
You say they’re not true
but these misguided thoughts
are my reality.
I wonder what my silence whispers to you.
So much mystery in this. There’s a story here, I like it.
💜💜💜
True… our thoughts are our perception.
OH such bitterness 💟
Sadly… I think, to some, my silence whispers nothing – as I am merely an afterthought and it’s no wonder that my own thoughts race towards destruction.
Very good … what we say and think we are, we become!
In the street
Our eyes meet.
Some quick smile.
Some spark of curiosity.
Thoughts assess and compare.
Is this a dream that my life could wear?
Closer we come with steps that slow and seem to linger.
Then a sudden memoriam:
A once binding vow.
And a curtain
f
a
l
l
s
Over my mind.
With a recollection of sin tasted once
My gaze slides off your face
Like a skipping stone.
Bounces
Once, Twice,
Thrice.
Then falls to death
As if it had never drawn breath.
We walk on
Anon.
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Very thought provoking, thank you.