A Masked Mirage

A moment of your time to render
What’s impossible possible,
An ostentatious overlap between
Reality and a masked mirage,
A directionless choice to test
The driver who will win the race,
Despite not possessing a compass,
The impossible opened its doors,
To deny my existence entirely,
To mean nothing in their life,
The tides are turning as Time
Reminds us about infinite possibilities,
A precise reality I am now embracing,
A masked mirage continuously fading,
The beauty will always soar,
And with it will we always live.

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Recovering Humanity

Cherish humanity’s harmony
to spread a peaceful embrace
before the world shows its
sadistic sorrowful failing face
as thorns of agony pierce it
endlessly towards numbness.

Tremble heart into sadness
but bounce back and rest on
hopeful clouds that will soon
(soon my friends, yes, soon)
drench the scarred crust of a
once upon an earthly face
with the healing waters of life.