Poems from Hoko83
A room teeming with ideas,
Where objects litter the floor,
Along my miraculous haven.
Where find is to lose,
And lose is to find,
That is...
Life is something i find myself thinking,
yet i don't have much of an inkling,
of what i might really be thinking.
My thoughts sway and...
Do onto others what would be you.
To change another would be to change oneself.
To change their actions,
their minds,
their personality,...
Appearances really are misleading.
I do not look dark, yet I am not light.
My face has the complexion of many hardships.
When you see me,...
Am I alive?
I seem to be
but is this really me?
Am I real?
The others see me,
but i may just be a reflection,
an illusion,
of what might...