Traits

The uneasiness in trying to understand the behaviors of an admirable person.

When she stands
In front of the mirror,
I see angles of her;
One clear and transparent
While the others blur.

Truth represents
The virtual replica
Of genuineness;
While untruth represents
The virtual replica
Of opaqueness.


I see truth in essence
As plain and unmagnified;
I see it as just, pure,
Unclothed and gratified;

I see it as
Most relevant to reality
But more so I see it
As it approaches infinity.


I see untruth in essence
As attractive and painted;
I see it as unclear
But flowery decorated;

I see it as carved
And stained with deception
As it allows for
Distortion and confusion.


I see the identity of truth
As it opens its
Unwavering characteristics.
I see the identity of untruth
As it displays its misfit.

Truth is seemingly
A bride from creation
But untruth though
Is the bride of destruction.


When she steps
Away from the mirror,
It is back to square one.
Analyzing her personality,
I am yet to understand.