"Reflections", photograph by Dan-Thu Nguyen
~.: Stephanie Lam :.~
When
lips do speak the
Words
that heart have ached
It
kisses the air that which
It
utters touching the curves
Of
every sound
When
lips do speak the illness
Of
the world and in ill will it
Spills
the violent waves of
Endless
seas of storm
If
eyes did see beyond the shell
And
learn to know the life
Within.
A light that glows
That
neer could be seen only
If
that which do past coffer
And
look within
If
eyes see only beauty
In
what all
Else
could be seen
Where
hidden darkness
Of
eyes can neer penetrate
The
truth is still inside
Shall
mind play games
Of
true silly trickeries
That
of old has existed
The
colors of vivid shapes
As
words flow and curve
The
twisted mind of
Many
dark corridors
With
doors that wait
Or
shall mind be bruised
Let
memory be stolen
The
fingers that grasps
A
mind let rot in peace
Keep
heart above mind and
Eyes
will see the
True
light of that
Which
glows in all and
Neer
would mind play tricks
To cause the death to memory
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Stephanie Lam was 15 years old when she wrote the poem. She lives in Porland Oregon with her Mom and sister Kat. She also likes Music, Painting and Performing Arts.