Needles On Fire

A star’s shine
Is like a bouquet of ignited needles
Our eyes are sewn by cross stitching
Yet the needles do not pierce them.

The needles do not pierce through eyes
The needles pierce through self doubt.

Shadow Puppets

In darkness
We cannot see
But without it
We wouldn’t see light.

Darkness is inferior to light
Darkness is evil
It blinds our light;
Performs shadow puppets in our mind.

Light is too clear
Darkness makes it beautiful
But we forget
Even light can blind.

Displacement Reaction

Thoughts wander in a desert
Rain give them meaning and peace
But sometimes
Deserts flood by rain.

What senses microscope
Paints the weather that we feel
Sometimes too much paint poisons the heart
The heart confides to the mind.

The mind feels afraid
And the symptoms show in mirrors
The fear it feels
Is the fear of possibility.

Not knowing
Only initiates as fear
God performs displacement reactions
Fear is displaced with hope.

When it floods
Remember god
He gave you the mind
To make a boat.

Vacuum Holes

My mind is a conscious nightmare
I am awake
But cannot stop thinking
My heart is an electric shovel
It keeps digging
But cannot stop feeling.

My mind aches
My heart’s blood lakes
I am clogged.

I am massaged with pain
The pain pokes holes
I feel like a sift in space.

As my mind grew
As my heart flew
I see more
I feel more
But realise nothing.

The size of my eyes do not change
It’s how much I squint
It’s how much I widen
I want to realise.