~Poetry~
An enchanting spell
Cast upon sweet whispered thoughts
To steal attention
Tempt the consciousness
Into the act of dramas
The play of ego
Again and again
Filling up the very self
With the acts of form
Building monuments
Screaming we exist! hear us
Never listening
To the one true self
Heard in the silent moments
Above clouds of thought

Most never spend time on introspection…I think they’re afraid of finding just how shallow they are.
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