Conflict

Poem 1 -

In the depth of my heart,
There is a wordless song,
A song, shunned by clamour,
But repeated in dreams...
A song, published in silence,
But sung by the soul...

Poem 2 -

Blame not, O mirror!
For faces are vile reflections
Of the secret treasure within...

The beautiful, The ugly
A bleeding loving heart
An open mind bound by rationale
But never, a prisoner of measurement...

By Birupaksha Biswas (Promos for Dionysia)