The Flower

Is nature simply a reflection of the thoughts in our mind? Then how is it possible that two people look at the same object and yet come up with views so differently? Something that I tried to translate when watching a blooming flower

From the barren land
Will rise a Kingdom
Where this story shall be told.

A small fortress of green
Shall sprout from nowhere
Holding a spirit divine.

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The Beast

What’s this devil incarnate – a part of me?

And I plunge into the depths
Where I’ve never dared to tread
I take a peek at the inner mirror
Thinking I’ll see my true self…

Horrified at the first glance
A creature emerges – one half me
And the other a hideous monster!
The fiend half awake and waiting…

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