Poetry & Art

Ego Phobia

I am painting, evasively, lines on the paper…
My thoughts mirror the overseas,
Marvels gather in me
Looking at how time is tying up
Magic into my forehead.

But my ego doesn’t want to perceive me.
Close to the borders of fire
A demon inside is chanting
A nazar, shaking my chin.
…I astray through the lines on the paper…

Bared stories invite me
To search more about myself,
On the thoughts’ darkness I twist
Wickets from ego phobia.
… I drive through lines on the paper…



by simonaprilogan

I question, I smile, I wander, I rhyme, I dance in the rain, I puzzle the game, yet I dare myself.


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