DISTINCT

At the tip of the iceberg there is water dripping
The making of a separate reality running unison
Parallel paths steaming frozen in a chartless map
Might once again melt at the sight of a heart warmer
If one could distinguish the genuine from the charmer.

QUANTUM

The entity captured in an instant
at the blink of an eye in slow motion 
had been suspended between intervals
biting time patiently, longing to be realized.
In a flash it vanished, an illusion was all it was 
a ghost of a ghost, the shadow of what was lost
an appearance only related to that moment's catch
endless possibilities in store at imagination's stretch.

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MAVERICK

I may not be my ego this takes time to resolve
which may even be scary to admit and realize
the identity we are given at our arrival, is false
the true self is suffocated, as soon as it shows
adjusting to the way people are, is a challenge
do we fail when we are outsiders or is it a right
to stay indifferent to conditioning, even despite
being forced to obey or else threaten with spite
to be cast aside, as a nonconformist out of site.