WHAT DO YOU SEE?
The mind is complex.
It stores information.
It reasons.
It’s also creative.
I see a butterfly and its shadow.
What do you see?
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
see
THE MIND’S EYE
The mind’s eye.
Portals to our souls.
Our words can hide our lies,
but our eyes can’t.
A KEYHOLE
A keyhole
Is all that we need.
To see.
To dream.
Let our imagination soar
To the world beyond.
To the unknown.
A peek.
SIT ALONE IN THE DARK
“I sit alone in the dark.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.
I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.
Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.
What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.
Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”
The anguish my mother faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.
Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.
SEE ME
See me.
Rays of light.
Feel me.
Waves of heat.
Touch me.
Enter the void.
Travel with me.
To places unexplored.
Flashes of lights.
Explosions in space.
Welcome to the unknown.
Welcome to my mind.
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL
MIRROR MIRROR
Can you see your demons?
What you hide inside.
From others.
From the world.
Fire and heat.
Revenge and blood lust.
Hidden inside.
Is it reflected in your face?
Look closer.
Look deeper.
Can you see it?
I can.
LOST
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I am no one.
I am nothing.
No one sees me.
No one cares.
I am alone.
I am lost.
I am human.
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
Look into my eyes.
What do you see?
Do you see a reflection
of yourself?
Do you see what I see
when I look at you?
Do you like what you see?
If not, then there’s still time
to change.
To become a better person.
What do other people see
when they look at you?
FROZEN IN TIME
Frozen in time.
Frozen in space.
Memories lost.
Lifetimes ago.
No one to hear.
No one to see.
What lies in me.
What wants to be free.
FACELESS
What are we without our faces?
Without our distinctive features.
No eyes to see the morning sun.
No mouth to sing a lullaby.
No nose to smell baking cookies.
We would be mere strokes of color.
A dripping rainbow of hues.
