To Be Human.

The heart that beats,
With self deception,
Is not one to be scorned,
For it is the pulse within us all…
We the human race,
Masters of self deception,
Finding hope where there is none,
Spinning fantasy from the void,
And through force of will,
And the strength of our back,
We beautiful liars,
Turn deception,
Into truth.

Think deeply on this.

I feel as though it is one of the most profound things I have ever written.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Behind the words

Peeking through cracks,
Feeling the raw emotion,
Slipping past the syllables…
To you,
The translucent letters,
Are but a thin veneer,
Shading the truth

To you,
Not a page,
But a window,
Through which vision,
Becomes clear..
In you mind,
I carve wonders,
Of wood and stone,
Of Flesh and bone,
And you see me..
Laying in the shadow,
My heart,
Bleeding,
Into my pen.