The candle wick asked the candle,"When I am burning why are you melting?" The candle replied,"When I have given you a place in my heart and I see you disappear surely tears would fall." 6/5/2020
An atheist wanted proof, He wanted to see the creator, That is simple, Look directly at the sun for some time, He could not, My eyes hurt he said. If it is impossible for you to see his creation for a few minutes, How will you be able to see HIM. 23/2/2020
I've drank the finest of wine Down to the bottom of the bottle Only to witness an ocean alone Barely surviving my own hands
A fire burned through my viens That was blew out by the wind Breezing through the leaves A calmness that sits with me Before calmness dismisses me
I walked across the tallest blue sky Where wide winged birds soar high Til promises of white clouds turn grey And so there I fell with the rain Dripping through the lowest gutter
Many times I was buried, lying in dirt Like a grave, needing no help Finding the dark inside of myself But I always rise with the blades Of the greenest fresh spring grass
No matter what feeling I catch None of them seem to everlast
Realm of new gold, and blue-hot raging sun. Yellow kept kingdom of the spilling fields. Blind under burning filaments that run like blood from the bursting heads of corn. As sultry woods dapple with bluebell peals and all the summer fruits of swallows song, are shaded by kestrels, glaring overhead and jealous ponds are broken by the stares; of swollen mayflies, peering from the dead.