Mist and Blaze

Mist and Blaze 

Mirror and my face
Down in sorrow a fraction of me 
A ice burning tea .

In a Place of  flakes of fake 
judgemental parade 

 I can't just sit and laugh in grace 
                            In this crazy maze 
 
Not 
   my sensitive blaze .. 
          The defeatist mist
          
 
Please don't say that to my face  
 I will probably see it as  a pessimist  
 I'm a optimist
      Grabbing me by the wrist 
                                     the trust mist

My sensitive blaze
      The panic  raise 
            The undefined gaze
                 The confused days
                           
The stare phase. 
Overthink
In a enamoured blink 
Click. 
Flick.
Im fine . One  worry shrink 

Imperceptible nod
Thw blazes and mists reciprocate 
A Rest        ... For a minute
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Toluwalope Gideon Avatar
December 22, 2016 at 5:08 PM
What a masterpiece! Well written, Rosalia.
Lil Avatar
December 23, 2016 at 2:37 PM
Thank you for commenting I appreciate feedback , I tried to make this poem slightly symbolic so I'm glad you liked it :)
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