The Divine Poesy of Healing
The Divine Poesy of Healing
If the world was ending before sunrise,
And sinking deep in heaven's coma;
If everything is on the ground but away~
Sustaining dark- melanin like,within soma…
Then don't you ever lie to me,
You're not alone in myriads' sea…
The light inside will ignite again~
Back to the future—
We'll embark on our battle-scarred wings
And embrace the wounds like prickles of rain…
What if a bliss destroyed by ignorance;
A dream of you and me shattered for such~
What if we never met in eternity;
Yet you all over me, like Midas touch…
In a thousand years, you'll glance at you—
And feel the echo of chosen last;
You'll love yourself for the memento of time~
Holding poetry and stars,beyond gruesome past…
O' storyteller! Awake my soul…
I've been waiting for aeons,beneath forgotten sun~
Your miraculous lullaby out my rear window;
I'm waking in the dark–sailing for new dawn…
We've been hurt for healing~
We've grown into us,
We heard the sound of music~
In wisdom's carcass…
Our house of cards are built of faiths,divine;
Whispering salvage to the world of mine...
The book of you and I,that held pyres of fate~
Burnt heaving sorrow on porcelain rose,
Let's paint a hidden oasis by bleeding hope~
For, I'm a poet even in prose….