Vein patterns are unique to each individual. Even identical twins are different in that manner.
Quadrants
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Digital Art, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hermit on 22/02/2021 by GeoSolus
Nothing is the same
Within a constant evolution
Even when the obvious
Overshadows the detail
A Dare
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The World, Zhi Jing on 21/11/2020 by GeoSolus
A very personnel fear
An urge to push away
I feel it say
You’re going to get hurt
You’re going to get hurt
Set a distance
Play it safe
And you won’t feel a thing
The Charade
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Judgement, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry on 20/11/2020 by GeoSolus
Painted faces
All lines and shades
Where is the truth?
Behind this masquerade
A thought, a feeling
Fingers and strings
The truth is bound
To leave a sting
The Disciple
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Fool on 20/11/2020 by GeoSolus
Within the Sin Bowl
Our misgivings burn
And the karmic dust
Will settle in turn
And from these ashes
A promise is made
That never again
Shall we be swayed
From the path we know
As just and right
For we are the flame
In the cold silent night
King
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Emperor, The Mountain on 14/11/2020 by GeoSolus
A master of perception
Writing lines between the lines
Observing, absorbing, filtering
Before drawing conclusions
Like blood from the vein
Precisely, timed, focused
The essence of the all
Taken
One step at a time
Bishop To Queen
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Justice, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry on 11/11/2020 by GeoSolus
Sisters of sorts
An evolution
Focused on the scars
Of a warrior’s mind
Touching what has healed
Embracing what has not
Over time
Pawn
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Fool on 01/11/2020 by GeoSolus
A melancholic gaze
Caught in a cold embrace
And a face, so close
But just not close enough
There is beauty in this sadness
As this is how you feel
And it is real
When the warmth is not
The Longest Night
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Elements, The High Priestess on 31/10/2020 by GeoSolus
Possible answers
To unanswered questions
Pondered deep in to the night
As all the ghosts
From moments past
Taint the views
Of second sight
What is to come?
Already written?
The spirits whisper
Have no fear
For in the end
A life worth living
Cannot be shed
By a single tear
The Trick
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Elements, The Magician on 25/10/2020 by GeoSolus
Let loose
Like an arrow to the Sun
With an honest heart
And eyes wide open
Observing the tricks
Of systems and Man
He lived and learned and thrived
Until he lost his footing
Through the deceit of a girl
