Chaos and Order
Look in the Mirror:
Pain spewed forth from my soul – like pus pockets
Released from pressured sores, spilling forth
Anger, resentment – my soul squeezed tightly
By wrathful fingers of pain, within pockets
Of hidden secrets brewing with pressured turmoil…
Released from my soul with incoherent yells,
Streaming forth,
Releasing pressured secrets,
And rancid truths splattering the mirrored soul with
Spewed anger…
Look in the Mirror:
A gentle calm greets my believing eyes,
Within tranquility, a heavenly dream lies:
Gazing into reflections of nothingness,
Peaceful silence, shared visuals no less,
Radiating forth from one glowing shine
Of wishful wonders and of magic divine;
Beyond material touch, the feeling hence
Absolved, so emotions it’ll thus quench.
Within tranquil nothingness, a peace of
Mind, soothing silence of heavenly love.