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Tag: countenance

thoughts

The Camera in Front.

The camera in front watches you

monitor be its mode with no clue

could see your distinct reflection

one to one be an indication

records the remarkable countenance

pictures the image in an intense

the facial shifts rush in the go

a smile with a pleasantness in flow

anger with a fury being an intimidation

better more so an exact recognition

a contentment as found with a benignity

as if it says in a deep tone of sentimentality

enough of what I had and what I faced for no gain

wish not to go through it in the thoroughfare once camera again.

Beyond the walls lies the other side

Mostly the pastures are green on the other side,

The numerical coins have two sides,

They do expose a head and a tail,

Man has a single face,

But he shows different countenance,

He smiles at one,

Scorns the other,

He looks up with admiration across,

Also turns away with contempt all over,

His eyes reveal kindness,

They emit evil too,

His face reflects the mind,

It also refracts the heart,

His heart sings,

It also cries,

His mind discerns,

It also swings,

The other side is gorgeous more so

When it depicts a liking,

It is disastrous most often

When it creates a dislike,

The other side in most attributes is constant,

Lo! the other side in man is variant.

So goes the Poet’s thought,

Exploring the thresholds of the human.