the arcane reverie

the place where my dreams get a life
the place where my thoughts get a shape
the place where I give myself expression
the place where my self feels so arcane

my reverie
tis a mirror that shows what I want to see
not the sunken skin, or the lost eyes
but colors, brightness and epiphany

stupid me, who always kept looking elsewhere!
what I was seeking was already inside me
-Sumo

Heyy fellow readers, this is just a small collection of small poems meant for sad as well happy times. Hope you enjoy reading them and see beneath the lines...