The Distort Mind

The bubble splashed around a boy,
It washed him and distorted his mind,
Then went he to a land of many eyes,
They saw him, the boy who in the bubble,
And they bowed down before him,
And suddenly, the boy was gone.

The bubble splashed around the boy,
It wetted him and noised his mind,
Then went he to a land of desert,
They saw him, the boy who in the bubble,
And they bowed down not before him,
And suddenly, the boy was gone.

The distortion bubbled the boy all in the fate,
Of an infinite mind that was unbearable of the unthinkable,
Such tragic, such a cliche to make it stories such a depression,
And then went the boy to a land of the desire,
They saw him, the boy who in the bubble,
And they saluted him as equality,
And suddenly, the boy was gone.

© Ismael Mansoor

Published by This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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