Lines, Colors and Space.
Like Zeno's Arrow flying through the air.
Forever floating, its never gets quite there.
The colors and spectrums and flashes of light.
The technicolor hallucinations we call Life.
I am you and you are me.
A web of mirrors can't you see.
So put aside hate, your convictions will never be true.
When you hurt others, you simply hurt you.
It’s a great poem and the artwork! And yes it is tellng usbthat therens always karma. Do good and others will do the same to you.
Yes karma will always get you.
Great!
Thank you :)
Agreed,if you hurt others you hurt yourself. Hate is poison.
So true. Love your music :)
Lets get rid of the poison.
"When you hurt others, you simply hurt you"
Yes always remember:
Last two lines are so true :)
Another lovely poem with lovely artwork! The last line is very true.
Thank you so much for checking it out :)