You and I are lot alike,
whilst I pray, your eyes glow bright.
In the silence of the night,
whilst you weep, I blind my sight.
You and I are lot alike,
whilst you rise to feed your plight,
I search for things, you dreamt last night.
Hiding from pain incognito,
I urge your heart, to let it's rage flow.
Though you and I,
we never seemed right,
the Gift you have, only The Holy might.
Though a withered leaf through the wind I be,
I know what green, dwells within the seed.
Through the ruins, I offer my hand,
to save your essence, from quicksand.
Over your walls, I sling this rope,
slay your demons, there's never 'no hope'.
Minds were never meant,
to be anchored ashore.
Plunge deep down,
into your white hot core.
You and I are lot alike,
let reasons die,
whilst meanings bear light.
- Askios
(Written on - 13/12/2011, 4:28 AM IST)
Beautiful! this swells up my well slept eyes. I like the feeling.
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ReplyDeleteThank you Purple. Really glad that you liked it.
ReplyDeleteHey Calico, not divine, just whimsical ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot for the read :)