Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Paper Prince

Since a long time, the hologram of your love, danced in the palm of my hand, while you were somewhere fighting your demons and conquering destiny. I had given up this cold addiction of you, but the warmth of the pain, echoing in my body, reminded me, you were still there. So I followed the trial and it led me to the alley of all your broken promises. I turned around in the corner, to discover the emptiness in your words; all those times, I found nothing. A tear fell from my eye and conjured up a storm in my heart. I slowed down to count the years gone by, but then what difference do simplified numbers make? The past is gone and done with, just as you are. Tell me, what good is a man, who plucked the Heaven's Rose, only to bury it in the Earth's ground, without feeling its passion? What good is the lover, who never left the safety of the harbour, to search for his beloved's soul? And what good is that love, that is taught with words rather than the silence trickling between the breaths?

Like the lost gull at sea, how long, I had circled around your castle's door, waiting to be welcomed and when you let the gates down, I had already sought new lands where I laid down my nest. So farewell, farewell, oh paper prince of mine, for this fairytale book, has come to an end.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Taste of Freedom

Dissipate the smoke of disillusion, the beliefs of wrong and right in the soundless wisdom within you. Open your eyes to the world inside and you will see the stars bow down to build you a bridge that takes you to Him. Let His Love, flow to you like a river across the black netted sky, holding those sparkling diamonds, reflecting the richness of your soul. Let it touch, your very core, till the door of the cage, you call life, breaks opens and you flutter away like the white dove. Fly away, beloved one, for you have always been free.

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Moon Child

Lost, under the misty glow of the full moon, she swayed gently, with the silence of the winter's breeze. The fireflies lightened the strings of her heart, until they began to hymn the songs of His Love. She opened her eyes briefly, trying to adjust to the golden iridescence of His Light, but out of the fear of being mesmerized, closed them before anyone could notice. The thousand lies written on the ancient walls of her temple, played out their tragedies over and over again, until they were all undone and the masks of all the actors fell away to the ground. As each one of them awakened to their own presence, they began to shine like the glittering stars across the night's sky. So who was she to shrink away in the darkness? Each soul is only a mirror of His Eternal Flame. With that, she decided to cast the grey clouds of her thoughts away and shine amidst the stars, afterall she always had been the moon child.

Call me love

I'm throwing up my hands.  I don't want this war Don't let me leave Stop.  I'm throwing up my hands.  Waving the White Flag ...