Math
The Honey coils
Fibbonnaci sequence
the cycle of life
that wheels are on track
turning in turning out
but never parallel
every moment of the night
the sun's aflare
burning bright
the brain reflects
that is clear like a mirror
that light bounces
off the universal recipe
that spins in circles
set into time like gravity
weighing down the fabric of enternity
causing the illusion
that tme is a line
two-planear
We can see what we want to lear
but are we too scared to know
to face something unknown
that we fear?
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Imani Sophia
You paint pictures with your words. Your poems are simply brilliant
jazmin.almeida.5
I agree with Imani. That was beautiful and captures all the elements of what I think make up a great poem. :)
anyssa beeb
Mirrored thought,
like fractal sequence.
Be it so, a parity appearence.
A second observer of the wheel;
Dual eye to reveal,
the coils and sequence this realm and I conceal.
PylonsMan
"...that tme is a line..."
"...We can see what we want to lear..." (not a verb)
Apart from these apparent errors, it was decently enjoyable.
I very much see that you are trying to paint a picture, but I'm honestly not sure what it is.