"A Journey Through The Eyes of A Poet"

Smoke and Mirrors

Silence speaks louder than words.

Your voiceless presence is undisturbed.

We feel the love

Through your words you darent speak.

Funny how you're terrified to even show your feet.

We needn't know your name.

Nor who you are.

All we need to know is that you've helped us from afar.

An experimental rondexvous

with smoke and mirrors.

See the lines becoming blurred

Anonymity through out the year.

Transmission in cyber space

Finding like-minded beings through the binary riff-raff slowly being encased.

When you leave;

Or when you're gone.

We never forget.

But we must learn carry on.

For your presence is of a candle

Sitting close to a window sill.

It's beauty is within reach,

Do with it, what you will.

You are smoke through the flames.

We are the embers that give you a name.

A purpose for believing,

A triumph,

Or a win.

You are the reason,

Most of stories continue every day, again and again.