They say life is a cruel mistress
But she is only what you allow her to be
She is grotesque ; she is immaculate
She is incommensurable and homogeneous
paradox is she
A simple product you reap
Thou can be ugly a apprehension
Merely as Puritanical that one can believe
Life Is the water
A mirage
Trice a viewing point mono will ever see
but ,my dear you've choose
Exactly you've seen .
YOU ARE READING
And in that Moment I swear we were infinite
PoetryPoems from a teenage mindâœÂ☯