Its funny how perfectly we can see in water
                              reflections of everything from pleasure to torture
                              you can see the clouds and the sky passing over
                              and while we can still loathe her
                              and all that she sees as simple truth
                              and when the clouds are the worlds roof
                              and they open to fire down liquid tooth
                              causing the reflections to expand and ripple
                              with all that can be seen becoming fickle
                              as the image becomes more distorted
                              and then raises a question that cannot avoided
                              what is a more accurate reflection
                              is it something that you would want to mention
                              the perfect and clear
                              or the disturbed and full of fear
                              is life the perfect image that we see in the calm days
                              or the chaotic mess that we we see when there are no suns ray
                              well maybe we can say its a mix of order and chaos
                              for the most beautiful image often contains some loss
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Non Nobis Tantum Nati
PoetryFor a few years now I have been writing poetry, at first it was just something I did to pass the time and vent emotions that I didn't really have any other way of letting out but over time it has developed into something that I just find myself doin...
 
                                               
                                                  