We wear our masks
But still can’t hide
The quiet light
Of smiling eyes
Our masks might seem
To shadow sunny vibes
But eyes don’t lie
That doesn’t jive
Don’t ask me why
I do not know
But happy eyes
Just seem to glow
So keep your guise
But remember this
Your laughing eyes
Reveal your bliss
Do I have a quote to live by or think of often? Honestly, I am a quote junkie, but there isn’t just one that I cling to as a lifeline. My mind’s like a quote kaleidoscope: different ones pop up depending on the twists and light of the day. Right now, I posted this gem…
Empty bowlgrumbling hunger–why is there no food? Scorched seedsdrifting directionless–hoping for life in barren soil. Cracked well,leaking water–mocking parched souls their unquenchable thirst. Lonely footprintsshifting in sand–lost without a willing guide. Threadbare cloak,dangling forlorn on a rusted hook–barely sheltering those left in the cold. Withering vines,trembling leaves–yearning for a smog-cloaked sun. Rusted gateguarding mocked cries–echoing…
Last night I dreamt I owned a bookstore, walls lined with shelves, where fantasy coexisted with fact, and each performed the proper part.
Dancing in bubbles
Painting swirling streaks
Across the indigo waters
Behind the glass bay
When did common become the goal
And basic standards what we extol?
“Why So Angry?” takes you from the heart’s turmoil, stirred by whispers of the world, to the gentle warmth of the sun’s embrace. This poem challenges readers to reflect on anger’s roots and embrace the peace waiting beyond the tempest.