Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

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Eye of Reality

I am 
I think I am
I am sure I am
Living

Shadows dance upon the walls
Words weave there way inside my mind
I paint images of times long forgotten
Love evades me in this land of make believe
The pain and torment of rejection, however
Locked outside, in the land of reality
Here I am safe
Alone
Where 
I think I am

Dead
Heartless
Tears flow back to the womb
Murdered by a butterfly
The senseless pain of life
Flutters away

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Bernardo F. Asuncion November 29, 2016 at 11:27 PM Shadows dance upon the walls Words weave there way inside my mind I paint images of times long forgotten Love evades me in this land of make believe.. Nice piece.... Congrats on being featured... Arthur Vaso December 23, 2016 at 9:23 PM Thank you so much Bernard! Much appreciated!

Robert Johnson February 8, 2015 at 9:06 PM Without x-ray vision you can't see through walls. It's best to go outside where the light of day won't let anybody hide. From one hide and seeker to another. :) Peace. :) Arthur Vaso February 27, 2015 at 11:50 PM Thanks :)

Ana Farber February 4, 2015 at 9:38 AM Holy wow. Speechless -Ana Arthur Vaso February 7, 2015 at 9:06 PM What a nice compliment, thank you!

Jan Allison January 31, 2015 at 8:40 PM Oh Arthur I find this so beautiful but oh so sad filled with deep dark imagery:-( Hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso February 7, 2015 at 9:06 PM Thank you Jan, xoxo

Casarah Nance January 31, 2015 at 6:30 PM the senseless pain of life flutters away. you are intensely beautiful and I love it. Hugsxxx Arthur Vaso February 7, 2015 at 9:05 PM Thank you Cas! double hugs

Tim Smith January 31, 2015 at 6:18 AM Sad times sometimes take drastic measures.. You need to transform into the butterfly...and enjoy all around....beautiful... You have to read My Butterfly by Cupids Arrow..it fits you Arthur Vaso January 31, 2015 at 9:37 PM In your poem the butterflies are dead!! Stop cheering me up!! LOL kidding Tim Smith January 31, 2015 at 9:25 AM http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/my_butterfly_635435