Poetry is like looking through a window
Seeing your oblivious form in third person, as it stares into a mirror,
Unaware of your presence, yet,
The reflection in the mirror
Stares intently at the you standing outside.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by : Soup-plz
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
O.D. 
True..very well written 😊
Thanks Eddaz ☺
My pleasure 😊
Yes…the “you standing outside”. That is the vision, the question, the dichotomy all rolled into one.
Indeed. Thank you Anne 🙂
EeeeK!
😂😂😂😂 Vivian
That would make scream..this image you painted. Well crafted!
Thank you Vivian 🙂
❤ ❤ ❤ 🙂
Im so happy to see you again Kim, you have no idea 😅
profound and still poetic…loved it
Thank you 🙂