Monday, November 23, 2009

Of physicality.

The human heart is the core of existence,
It is broken and mended repeatedly in the vicious cycle of life.
The human mouth, mated to lies, seek refuge in ignorance,
Its words, as sharp and painful as a knife.

The human eyes are the windows to the soul,
It only sees what the mind is willing to perceive.
The human ears feed the mind false console,
It detects the mirage, what it wants to believe.

The human mind toys with fears, emotions and resistance,
Its vulnerability makes it our weakest and strongest feature.
The human body completes the existence,
It makes up this compelling creature.

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