Selfie, what is it in there?
Humans, trees, pets, and new types of narcissistic creatures…
Eyes, leafs desires, fatherhood..
Blue sky back grounds, walnut floors, a curved full womb..
Pale skins, drought, a baby boy called ……; born in poverty.. ,
Lovely Red haired, dishes of strawberry, poverty, someone is absent….
a fantastic female, stand up honey, take a deep breath, it is still early to die.
Lovely earth still needs your tenderness…
Scandalous life; ribbed off as shades shines..
Felt the pang in his fifty first birthday party..
Body language disappeared; gloomy risen facial expressions; selfie portraits..
Should we still remember twisted wedding dress that night? A fantasy.
Give rise to an affordable black leather sandals; dominating selfies.
Gosh!.is it selfie’s insincere conscience..
Enjoying life’s sarcastic insanity!
Once you get disarmed of that stick,
Can you still bravely recognize yourself again?
A selfie; an honest mirror- deeply doubtful.