MARBLES AND BUBBLES
Bubbles in the air
Marbles in the sea
Bubbles ascending
All in circles of different sizes.
Not knowing where they'll go;
Towards the east, on the north pole
,South path or west region.
Maybe they'll disappear gradually
Just like my fears. Sadly, they can't stay forever.
So are my fears; no not forever.
I am amazed at how they vanish.
Are there pins in the air that burst bubbles?
Why can't they last forever?Or is it just my bubbles alone?
Marbles in and out transcending
Reflecting facets of colours
Swirl, swirl, swirl.
With just one marble I see the Galaxies.
Sparkles and sprinkles of polka dots
All going in circles taking different shapes
They make my eyes dizzy. A treasure to possess.
Hard as true love, unbreakable, everlasting, never vanishing
Always right by your side feeding your eyes with colours
This is heaven! It will always be marbles for me
Just as true love, never ending...
LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS
All alone in misery, silence and darkness
Colliding, stumbling to the very next wall
Oblivious to nothing like it was anything worth something
This is nothingness!
Staggering, in tears not for a crime I did commit
But for warnings and pleas I did omit
Within myself was a tussle as between two territories
My will, heart, mind, soul, spirit and body
All became a burden
Never have I seen the morning
But that which cleaved to me: burdens.
A voice present in the darkness
Accusing and even stealing my thoughts for a change
The struggle continues
The chatter, clatter, noise
Mumblings, ruffling, agitation all within me.
And then I heard a creak; this seems hope!
Now my image becomes clearer
A replica of One much fairer
I am actually a human!
For a while He was standing at the door
In desperation I shouted "Yes!" panting,
I saw something I had never seen before
I think this is the light!This isn't a taradiddle nor a prattle
I knew I saw it and it was what i saw
This is the light beckoning
For I am becoming
In His image transforming
Now I am in the Light
Had nightmares in the dark
Here I need not dream for a future
In His hands they are well secured
Glad there was a transition!
THE BEGINNING OF THE END
Sweet memories of when everything was perfect:
When the sky was full with birds enjoying their liberty,
When beings journey both night and day without fear or trembling,
When our newborns give a smile of fulfillment as they arrive in the world.
Gradually everything begins to fade as smoke hurrying into the clouds never to be seen forever.
Daily I hear wails as beloveds breathes their last
Not one, Not two, Not three,
Even of one so dear to me,
Death is now free, so cheap anyone can acquire.
What is really going on?
Humans at every moment become inhumane.
'Love your neighbor as yourself'
This has gone into extinction and is now a cliché.
We are driven by a force yet unseen, unknown
Loving no one else perhaps, not even ourselves
Blood against blood, Nation against nation
Yet we still can't find the antidote to heal the world.
This is the beginning of misery and sorrow:
As we daily trail behind our shadow.
Not to forget,the love of many shall wax cold.
Children from alphabeta leave the play grounds empty,
Fear of abductors hungry looking with bulgy eyes,
Some with gifts and pleasantness as disciples of the serpent in Eden.
We are adorned with scars from the past, present and future,
Hoping to see a bright, full tomorrow
Human rights you say?
Those are left in the confines of pen and paper
Written down in books never practiced nor enjoyed.
We violate one another and the next,we raise holy hands!
How inhumane!
In all, there are still innocent souls but everyone is caught in the web of the beginning of the end.
No one to deliver except He who is the antidote himself;The Creator;
The final solution is to end the beginning of the end
Never again with water or fire!
In the twinkle of an eye,at the sound of the last trump,
We appear to settle the score with the Maker
Either to eternal bliss or damnation,
And everything begins again in a new dimension.
Are you ready for the beginning of the end?
Are you ready for the beginning of another beginning that would not end?
THE BAKER
From the beginning after a long while,
He steps into the hollow-like room
Engulfed with darkness and quietness,
Lights turned on. Yes, that's progressive!
Restoring purity with the besom,
What a mess to His face!" Let us create" said He
A thorough search of pastries to make-
All seems to His face fake
"I'll make out something new".
Breaks eggs to unveil its goodness
Whisking, adding sugar for kindness
Butter comes into the batter for efficiency
A sprinkle of nutmeg gives grace and favour.
Full cream milk for joy and strength
Sieved wheat flour made its way,
Brings meaningfulness and purpose
All combined: a unique masterpiece.
Straight to the oven to be refined,
A creation to behold! more like a cake
Fulfilled, He takes a slice to taste
And behold He saw that it was good.
To show forth the praises of creation
Out of darkness to light.
IS THIS HEALING?
Day by day I saddle in my misery,
Not been able to rise from felony
,Indistinct murmurings adorn my ears
And keeps aggravating my fear for one dear.
I shut myself up and remain in time; dreary.
I shouldn't say my eyes are teary:
As I daily soak my pillow,
Waiting for healing, looking outta my window.
I think I am losing my mind,
Caught up in my small web to bind.
I need a physician! Hast thou a psychologist?
Even in ages, may I not evolve a beast.
When will I finally be free?
To feel again the sunlight and morning spree,
Play with little ones, as my peers no longer want my image in their set.
I must use this liberty to recover all the lost pearls I couldn't get.
I have found a new friend: everyday full of gift tweets,
Even though he never brings me sweets,
He keeps my hope alive for me to survive.
If my twitter can bring me tweets so sweet, then,
Why can't I blame the grief? I feel relieved.