- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Reality Veiled
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What makes reality real?
The sound of an opening bloom
The pain of a bee’s sting
Or the smell of a partners sweat
We live in a world of our own creation
Inner places meant to mirror
But slaved to perceptions
Veiled by obsession
I am big, I am strong,
I am greatest, I am the worst
When does ignorance end
And truth begin
Through the minds eye we search
For comfort, support, friendship or love
Why do we doubt, why do we compete
Must there always be a winner
I touch, I smell, I hear but still I do not see
What should be clear is clouded
What is obvious, hidden
I walk through my world happy, but in reality, lost
My mind is meant to protect
But in fact it blinds
My hands are meant to defend
But all they do is bind
Is reality real when I don’t want to know?
Is the truth factual when you know its going to hurt
Is my existence authentic or even valid
When I live behind the veil
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