Lit lanterns
Lit up the lonely tree
The night knew its darkness
Was for all to see
For the lanterns, they knew
They lit what was to be seen
The tree
Forever, it knew

The heart knows it’s right
The instant it sees a soul
Not through the eyes
It’s all about the vibes
Yes, A friend

What if it rained rocks
Would anyone like
Are we used to of being pelted down
With rocks
The reason why it stands
Like it should
A rock, solid

What if it rained flowers
In autumn, yes
During a baby shower
Weddings, when the bride and the groom  exchange garlands
They are showered with rose petals
By the guests
On the stems, flowers look best

What if it rained wishes
The world, one can imagine
Full of chaos or happiness
What would it be!
A world full of wishes
Fulfilled

Compare not
Do not come and pare down
What is not yours

In a courtroom
Judgments are fine  
Out of that, keep it to yourself

Talent is to show
Come out and shine
Latent lost, never undermine

I wish that my life
could be a banyan tree, large,
massive, eternal, offering shelter to travelers, wanderers, exhausted ones, when lacking support and nourished inadequately
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Painting
Abstract
Dull
Bright
Colours
Grey
The pallete
Held many

Choose
As you please
Just paint

Your thoughts