I found where heaven is.....

i carved my name on the tree bark
and expressed my love for the tree
but, the wind and rain couldn't bear that
they whipped the tree to its death.
i placed my word on the sandy beach
and expressed my love for her too
but the ocean came roaring
it wiped off my words on the golden beach.

jealousy, I suppose.

thus done,
I let my love swim across the ocean
and, I said, "I love you dear sea"
but, in its clumsy response
the sea grabbed my love with tidal wave
and all is gone.
I blew my love into the wind
and I said, "i love you dear wind"
but, the rain came pouring
my love drenched and was buried under the weight.
I sprayed my love for the rain
and I said, "I love you dear rain",
but, the sun got jealous and
my love evaporated without a trail.
thus done
I offered my love to the sun
and, I said, "I love you my dear sun"
but, the sun in its burning romance
accidentally burnt my love
and, unto ashes my love is gone.

I fed my love to that homeless man
and, I said, "I love you man"
with tears in his eyes
he embraced me tight
and he said, "thank you, sir".

I looked around
the wind begins to whisper louder
the trees begin to dance gaily
the sun begins to mellow its shine
the ocean reflects the streaks of golden rays
the rain begins to sprinkle its shower

and now i know where heaven lies
in the poor man's smile.


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Deadly shadow

The shadow of death
Is as real as death
One endows the experience
While the other never.

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Temptation

Agog with awe

Many lost their souls,

Temptation 

A brilliant attempt

By the One for many

So the heaven shall remain

A place apart,

eternally.

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Turbulence

Conspicuous images

Flickering beyond my mind

Of yesteryear's shadows.

The emotion reels

Inexpressibly,

A complete abstract.

As I walk with my shadow

The sun becomes jealous

And it hid behind the hills.

Twirls of life

Has taken me far and wide

Unto the hell and heaven,

Yet I find no place

To perch awhile.

Solitude still slips away

And I am here with a broken wing.

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Life speaking loudly....

the dance of trees

is the voice of the wind

for the gesture breezily spoken

reverberates music of life each second.

the light which fills my eyes

is the love of the sun

for the gesture warmly spread

propels life into unceasing action.

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The promise

That day wilt not

Where the divine touch ceases not,

Even a single shadow basks

With seraphic smile,

An assurance immeasurable

A promise eternal,

Seasons may change

But seasons remain.

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