Poetry Blog by Zia (Reflection)
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on What next? (Wed, 5 Jun 2019 08:33 am)
Sometimes black and white become one.
Gods omnipresecence is seen, white dancing across black.
Morning comes from night.
Day breaks and lights the dark.
Half the world is light, while the other half is dark.
In the dance of shadows, white light reflects colors on dark night.
Prisms take white light and reflect colors on black night.
White light, dark night.
Tuesday 3rd September 2019 4:10 pm
A world of desperation.
The face and the faceless.
Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.
Impecability holds the key to power.
I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.
The morning hours calm my mind.
Crows speak in their own tongue.
I reflect on a night of dreaming.
The number is 4.
Time to let go of what I can no longer carry.
My saving grace is ...
Monday 10th June 2019 2:29 pm