We are only left with oxymorons to describe ourself, our thoughts; in pain and comfort, in grief and joy. Deep are our feelings but shallow are our minds. To watch us die every day, is death defined to the lords. To watch us suffer, will be end to their sufferings. The world loved us with …
[NaPoWriMo Poetry- 6] “Temptations”
Murmurs echoed, in the realms of this universe. Words between human soul and the eternal divine, reflected from one ear to other; A cosmic dance of spirituality. The soul sought escape, from the trap of desires, to which the divine replied; How can you fight your distractions , when you have sundered away from …