Endless
Poem by Mia Elias
I turn into flowers then get bounded to powers.
Capability is my endowment.
Cranium overload judging my panic compass.
East, West, North, South, Anxiety, Bipolar.
Two girls one motherless the other childless.
Blank responses too many words meaningless.
Less of me less of the lotus inside.
I am letting him know I am discovered.
By me? Be me? No, I anymore just me.
Running towards endless no more constraint.
On the end of the road of desire.
Patting my drum looking out at the house.
Bulging lights from the distance of nature.
Poppy flowers to frolic in mindless games.
Works of Mia 