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World in reverse

regard de femme
By Samar Souli

It is funny to discover only now, that my eyes have always been lying to me,

Funny to know only now that the world I’ve always seen isn’t what is really.

Is that the reason behind me being this different? I don’t see the walls you see.

I don’t see the sea you stare at, mine is faster to getting mad, loveable to my eyes



And it is only now that I understand why we never spoke the same language, that I realize..

It seems like I saw things that aren’t there, I saw faces smiling while they were crying

I saw people dancing when they were mad and their biggest fights having

I have seen birds fly so high till they disappear to eventually discover they flew near

I have seen on the TV a kangaroo playing in a Zoo, but happen to hear it was a dear

I hid under a blanket and saw a tender face on my pillow coming close to kiss me

But no one was there other than my thoughts hoping that he would miss me

Losing my glasses I have seen Shadow people dancing on my wall and bed

Seen them appear, disappear to reappear loving each other so bad

I have mixed colors in my head to the point of not knowing them I had to pretend

Looking like an ignorant I wouldn’t stand; the scenes game will go to an unknown end

Losing sight, living in the dark, life based on memories that with time would fade away

The game would go until lying to myself, “that it is an emendable state, there’s a way”!!

My eyes are the reason behind me sounding like a liar, when I say of love I have no desire

That no one sets my heart on fire, and to unleash the heart need to unchain the wire..

Save me from my eyes, they are yes so joyful hiding all of what’s hateful

I am not reckless and a mess but only cursed with a heart that is so careful

What’s in my skull loved the game and turned into by the-second-eraser

But so adventurous and a brain-games racer, and a joy tracer

I never understood my capacity of letting go, forgetting.. Seemed like a charming curse

Having no high expectations from the world and its children, always waiting for the worse

My joyful crystals always made it a dancing space, a bigger warm place

And the cheating memory will never leave a thing to retrace…
World in reverse