Source:dolcemania
Blood red rose.
Petals open to the sun.
Don’t shy away from me.
Don’t turn your face.
I’m here to receive your love.
Your compassion.
Your petals are closing.
Dew is dripping,
And I am leaving.
BLOOD RED
face
MASK
Source:slobbering
The mask has cracked.
I can’t keep it together.
A fight to be perfect.
A battle to be accepted.
The mask has cracked.
Game over.
EYES TO THE SKY
Light squeezes between the leaves.
Eyes to the sky serve me best.
Rays cast hot fingers on me.
Sun has passed its daily test.
The circle widens and deepens.
A place to while away the day.
I keep to its rounded corners.
A place I’ve come to love and pray.
MY FACE
Source:slobbering
Gone for good.
My identity is gone.
My uniqueness.
My face.
SMILE
Let’s have a happy day
no matter what people say.
Put on a happy face
and pick up the slow pace.
Turn that frown upside down,
can’t let life bring us down.
LOST FACE
Garis Edelweiss (Indonesian, b. 1984, Pasuruan, Jawa Timur, Indonesia) – Maddah-Sarasvati, 2017 Drawings: Pencil on Paper
A picture is worth a thousand words.
What words does this picture inspire?
A woman whose face is lost,
To be replaced by bouncing balls.
What are we without our faces?
What will we have left to show the world?
The image brings forth feelings of confusion,
An imbalance created by the lack of face.
Our faces are needed to reveal our true selves.
Without them, we are useless like
balls forever bouncing by an unseen force.
BLUE HAZE
Leaves (by Wouter Hogendorp)
Feelings of softest blue.
This is how I see you.
Through a film of ice,
You appear so nice.
A reflection it is
That I can never miss.
As leaves float high,
I peer up at the sky
I still see your face
In every place.
I can feel your hot gaze
Even in this haze.
Please come back to me,
And we can float free.
