The doors of communication, open.
The energy of positive nature, flowing.
The spirit of harmony and peace, living.
Yet still there are fights among them.

I stand and watch the problems unfold.
Where two statues stand erect.
A conversation develops and transforms.
Only deaf ears participate.

Both smile permanently with eyes beady.
Careful words chosen to be ignored later.
The easiest peace obtained through silence.
No lies then used against uttered words.

Such a scene too common among living.
The harmony of discussion is lost.
Not one will act behind the words spoken.
Such is the way most feel honesty lies.

True honestly is not the word spoken.
Reflections of thy soul shine much brighter.
Communication comes from thy emotions.
A smile is blasphemous to thy soul if untrue.

Change will not happen in thy favor.
Thy gift of opinion returns great reward.
Truth to nature shall keep stronger bonds.
Actions do not occur without intention.

It is your choice to allow honest lies.
A child will not complain only in fear.
Fake laughter echos in empty souls.
The window closing tightly to blindness.

Be it friendship, marriage, or roommates.
The best step forward is one hand in hand.
Listen not to static empty honest lies.
Quiet thyself first and listen to thy soul.

Best of wishes in all thy future endeavors & ♥ ∞,
— the one without shade