I cannot hear you from the other side,
Your words have vanished they are an illusion.
I cannot see your face from behind,
You're upside down, in your own delusion.
I don't recognize your words anymore,
I no longer chose to speak that language.
From today I chose not to open that door,
But when I knock on the other one,
I surely hope that you will be there.
YOU ARE READING
Conscious Poetry
PoetryTime and evolution walk together on the path of life holding hands. Conscious writing is what I intend to create. These poems are meant to inspire your spiritual growth, guide you in different paths of life and support you in your feelings.
