#humanlove
Above and beyond
its manifest colours,
is the hottest part of the flame.
Patiently, and with trust,
bring the sacred frankincense
within your heart
to the invisible fire, and
it will be ignited
in this most intense heat.
That is the searing power
held only by Divine Love.
It is thus that human love
is purified, gains
dignity of purpose,
in the arms of the magnificent,
all-encompassing love of God.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
PeoplearePeople
I am hear right now
Sitting in front of my table
While thinking of the possible content of my writings
I wanted to write about romantic love
But it seems my heart is so empty and uninspired
Empty because I don't have any
Uninspired because I can see brokeness in most of the people around me
I also thought of writing about human love
Which I thought I have
But as I type each and every words
There's a drop of water that came out from my eyes
And yes, it was my cries
Cries because of human lies
I tried to stop what I wanted to write
And just let the kindness reign
But the honesty inside of me starts to scream and start asking
How could they kept on smiling at me,
when it's me whom they killing?
As I wiped my tears
I have realized something
That PeopleArePeople is not just a stuff brand
But people are people, who will give you pain
But this I promise to myself
That you People can never hurt me again
May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
bodies to bodies
heartbeats to heartbeats
reach for human warmth
a simple momentary distraction
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
The world's colors fade behind cold bars,
Human hearts trapped beneath silent scars.
Joy once bloomed in gardens we once knew,
Now shadows stretch where love withdrew.
chains unseen hold down fragile dreams,
Hopes's soft whisper lost in hollow screams.
W e wear our cages deep in the blind,
Invisible prisons that blind and bind.
Once life was painted in warm embrace,
Now cold silence strips the human face.
Eighteenth and nineteenth centuries' glow,
had softer hues beneath the sorrow's flow.
Though world was dark ,hearts sparkled bright,
Carrying kindness into endless night.
Today we lock ourselves within despair ,
lost colors pf care dissolve in air.
The prisoner's bars are walls we built inside,
Hearts caged by fear ,where hope can't hide.
But in the darkness seeds can still grow,
To break our bonds and free the souls.
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 1:42 AM UTC