Your matter dissolves
Before my eyes,
Disclosing
To me a Paradise...
A refulgent pearl
Within a shell
Now liberated from
Its mundane cell.

The tables are going to turn
YOU in the privileged position
Are going to experience what it's like
In the contrary.
You had your chance to share,
Help the less fortunate
But
You remained steadfastly selfish,
Impervious to their plight.
Now
It's your turn to experience indigence
And witness the selfishness
YOU were.

I can't do it!
Don't force me to ****!
Don't give me that gun!
It gives me a chill!

I can't take a life!
It's as important as mine!
This feeling should be mutual!
Then war would decline!

Certain people employ
Talent
Beauty
Erudition
Knowledge
Sincerity, etc.,
To
Execute
Iniquity.

I  stand at the window.
I sit on the park bench.
I stop at the school gates
Watch the Children play.

Boys and girls interacting,
Unaware of their
Enchantment.
I hear
The sounds of their talk and play,
Their laughter and screams,
Their energy...
They're all little moonbeams.

I want to join them in their play.
Some notice me and I smile.
Curiously, some smile back.
But wait!
This could be misconstrued!

I walk away from the window.
Get up from the park bench.
Walk away from the school.

Something
In my Heart
Makes me feel
It will be Soon...
Finally
To see
The Blood Red Moon.

On a cloud
With LIGHT and GLORY
The reality
Once
The
Story.

Only her eyes I saw
Everything else was opaque.
She was concealed by a tradition
Only her eyes were naked,
Wide and hazel,
Scintillating, Captivating!

Her eyes
Reflected
All her emotions.
I
Would respond
Kissing her eyelids softly
Drink her tears
Instil Love
Allay any fears.

I would make her aware
SHE could BE
HERSELF!

MORE, than Her Eyes!