the sun is tryingto peek at the window
its heat is hot
as it gripped
your cold tired body
who is having chills
with a rolling blanket
wrapped around
woven with love
the rays of the sun
had finally won
it calmed your drowning
icy and blood deprived hands
and your fast palpating heart
the truth is like
a lotus starting to sprout
in a filthy pond
it's blossoming, opening up
ready to spread its wings
and capture the attention
of strangers passing by
we can't go on with just
silence that is all around us
we can't go on
with garbled notes
and chicken scratches
that we don't understand
we can't go on
for we are surely lost
and done
you said the pink moon
is ready to shine now
but the blue moon comes
around at some other times
i say the sun should
share its light forever
and not only just for now
the moon should stand all alone
the sun should continue to glow
as the stars will twinkle
as the planets will continue
to wind, grind and dance
giving is as old as age
giving is greater than to receive
giving is only good
when we don't deceive
giving is true only
when there's no hidden agendas
alternating in our heads
giving can be kinder
if you and all of us
just cared...
