SHADOW OF A POEM

ordinary

I matched the ordinary people’s fabrication, right from the sway of maturity until my cryptic passageway. I tried to restore my pale colors and carve an unbroken smile on my lifeless wall of expressions. Do you believe in love over and over again? Yes, an endless floating river of tears, lies, and betrayal most deliver. I will walk again tomorrow, towards the new frontier that my heart painted on the surface of that cryptic space.

words by Michel Ah 
art Michel ah