My reflection doesn’t tell my story yet I still feel as though it defines me

When I look,

 I see my flaws

I see mistakes

I see problems

Looking at others I see so much beauty

They have the perfect clothes

Perfect hair

Perfect face

Perfect body

Maybe it’s just a facade but it seems so real

Pushed on me is the pe...

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Raindrops are laughing,      

Falling,

Like cherry

Blossoms,

Onto the garden                   

Pond 

​I am alone                             

Floating on,

A little cooling the warmth                       

Of summer morning; 

As if flying

Big sky balloons

Of birthday party   ...

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The dawn is breaking,
no sense you're making
leaving me, although
better off I will be.
No one will ever 
satisfy you, until
your heart bleeds through
the tough exterior 
that makes everyone inferior
to the image you see 
in the mirror. 

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I want to speak one more Language

That everybody can easily speak

Same as our food or as beverage

If not, it means, we are weak

I wish I could deal with people

In everywhere, whatever they are

I hope I can once be able

To become a friend to those are aware

Serious or peaceful situations

Should not affect our hearts

The poverty or lux...

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Learning to love yourself is gruelling. Every flaw, every mistake, every quirk. Only us ourselves know how characteristically flawed we truly are. So we hide. Hide behind make up, clothes and materials.

Social media enables us to create an ideology of the person we think we are, the person we want to be. But in the midst of the night we lie awake contemplating ourselves. Questioning our choices...

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Today my heart felt a blow,
By a view so divine.
I let my emotions flow,
Like a 30 year old wine.

There it was in that tiny box,
With pulses of energy shooting through,
That blurry image came across,
Like the inside of a Great Gray Kangaroo.

I felt her hand touching mine,
Held her hand - fingers entwined,
Watching my angel wriggle and shine,
With the life of Us combined.

Seeing y...

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There was nobody else here
the body said
without leaving any clues
like a detective novel would.

There was no cold murder
with the thrust of
a steel knife
and no silent voilence
that stung in the night.

This body lay there un-found
with a zen like silence
for long than it could remember
staring at the moon-light
the sun-light
and then the moon-light again
fo...

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