I was standing like a star
Tons of people smiling not afar
Holding flowers of awe
Giving gifts wrapped in love
A voice whispers;
It is perfect.
Hands that claps for you.
Flowers thrown for you.
Smile because of you.
But then...then it became husky
Entering my ears, going through my mind
For a minute, I was snapped
Smile faded. Salty tears came out.
The whisper continued;
Except, they are not real.
Just a mannequin
of your
own
illusion...
March 7 23
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Poetries for the King
PoetryI would always love to go back to that time. The time when I was absolutely nobody, but Christ set me free. -Yssa
