I can't decide if i prefer
Them on or off my form-
A blurry mess or a distinct clarity,
How difficult it is to choose from!
Spectacles on:
A beautiful world,
With everything predefined,
A mask to trust,
In a place endlessly confined.
Knowing what you see
And perceiving it's converse,
Eyes wide open forward,
But turning blind in reverse.
Spectacles off:
A vision with a haze,
Setting senses rather high,
Masks unseen broken down,
Instincts your only alibi.
Seeing what's real,
What a paradoxical view!
The cloud in your eyes
With perspectives anew.
It's a tough choice, but
I'm glad for the occasional switch.
A power to see two of one,
Be it a disaster or a snitch.
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A/N: Ever had wierd ideas about random things? I had the idea of this poem as i was cleaning my glasses and i thought, wow, this has such a dual nature...
Tbh, i get most of my from random things... What about you? Anything wierd like me?
Lovelove ❣
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Words Of An Idle Mind
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