He had his entire life ahead of him.
He was smart, kind, and handsome

But that accident came,
and no one is to blame

He left Earth so soon, is it fair?
He came and went like a breeze of cool air.

He is now safe, He is with God
In a small town, we are still awed.

We cry and pray, pray and cry
Asking God again and again "Why, Oh Why?"

We all know God had bigger plans
Which are more powerful that an ordinary man's


I guess this is good-bye,
So *spread your wings and fly

My love,

I love you for being pure, pure like a breath of fresh air in a sizzling day

I love you for being innocent, innocent like a baby just born

I love your grandeur ,stands like a tree yet speaks like silk

I love your wisdom,witted and cheerful.

I love your halo, shining with thy glow.

I can’t imagine the days without you, my muse and my bread

Farewell, Farewell.

Creation can be a dangerous game ,
the words are not just words , nor the pictures measly brush stroke paintings

creation magic tricks
transmutation
translucent transfiguration from thought realm to
physical plane -


eat from the palm of third eye mind
lick the plates of your halo