Many speak of monsters.
The devil we know,
The demon under our covers.
But are these not
Also the people we love?
Is it impossible to see,
The heart behind the wall
Of bloody screams and cuts?
This is a liquid we all
Sometimes long to drink.
we can never know our light without embracing our own darkness! great poem!
SO true, we never know the real person we facing off...it's good to have the real look behind the face mask...the soul within which is the true face skin..I like a thought here, nice as always never disappoint :) _Unwritten SOul
This is a liquid we all Sometimes long to drink. Heart-freezing innuendo.........heart of a human is indetermined as ever, well thought off topic..
Too right...nailed it in a few lines! Very intelligent write...would expect nothing less! ! -SG xo
Wow, it's an amazing one..but sometimes we masked our emotions for the sake of a good intetion too.. Well done...
This is great. Good insight of what could be. They say you never the people closest to you. I think this is the best one i've read of yours So far. I think its amazing. Oh and they will Be a justice 3. But it won't be for a while yet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So very insightful. No one truly knows the face of another or their heart. We all can be the wearers of masks. Someone somebody loves. You have captured this so well. I love the essence of your poetry.