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What we think we see

Without a glance

By Tony herlinPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
What we think we see
Photo by Ludovica Dri on Unsplash

Looking at a heart without being able to listen to it.

Swear that it looks like you, as if in a mirror.

An idiot wind that blows doesn't give you the key.

It's always what we think we see.

When the truth burns our hearts.

In a blazing fire, the embers that fly away

Like bits of souls coming back to reality.

It's always what we think we see.

I'm stupid to believe that this angel can see me.

Other than by reason

She mustn't cross paths with another demon.

It's always what we think we see.

Over time, we come to hear it.

We never understand why it's not there.

It's always what we think we see.

Without reason, with our dreams. Only.


About the Creator

Tony herlin

A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).

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  • Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago

    Fantastic poem!

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