Category: Poetry

Almost Time

So great is the sin of man Hoping to sum life in a can Hoping to own everything While he leaves with nothing So dreadful is man’s lust That love is no longer a must For making love is just

Imaginary Memories

Some people crave to remember Their memories of a deceased member Some people pray to totally forget Memories of disastrous regret And yet there are others Who ignored the good advice Given by their brothers And it came at a

Freedom and Religion

Brainwashed to think you’re free By men who think they know They lead you on and you follow While all you are is a devotee They think of you as a sheep in a flock While you follow on and

A Truth in Love

Some people in love fall Others drop out of it Some people try to fix it Others don’t bother at all To some it’s full of action To others it’s satisfaction To some it’s imposed fate To others it’s a

Here’s to New Beginnings

It is the universal trend, That every story has an end Yet each end is in itself the start Of a new story and a work of art Look forward to new twists and turns Ever present as life’s candle

The Beauty Within

Have you ever seen someone so ugly And yet, when you got to know them truly They turned out more beautiful than you imagined As if their features changed with the wind? And have you ever known someone good looking

A Divine Connection

For all is one and one is all What happens to one affects all A little knock on a door May lead to a total war A small drop of water at sea Can set a whole prison free A

Karma

I am your purpose and your goal Work with me, I’ll make you whole Run away and you’ll regret forever All your existence, every endeavor I am your map to eternal bliss Walk with me or go amiss The further

Energy

All is made of it It’s everything we see What we can do is submit To the world of energy It is very well known That the more energy you own And the more of it in you The more

Hymn to Nature

Glorious nature, surrounding all From the valley to the waterfall In you, everything starts And in the end, to you, departs The tree, the worm and the bird All make sense, yet are absurd Who would conceive a bird to

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