The beauty of it is,
That I am not aware of it.
It is true,
Well dignified,
But behind it,
Lies a veil,
Unlike others,
Which are false,
Only love stays behind it.
Love which can’t be measured,
But only be received.
Adios!
The Beauty Of It.
Tag: Love
Can You Light My Candle?
Can you light my candle?
Can you make it glow?
The task ain’t very difficult,
But it is much subtler than snow.
It is a triffle bit brighter than it need be,
And sometimes no it is not so.
Please be gracious to light my candle,
If you are God Almighty,
Upon whom my love is truly bestowed.
Adios!
The Philosopher’s Philosophy-1.
Often it said,
To be righteous.
To do right,
And to be firm in one’s path.
In philosophy,
And by means in which we live in philosophically,
It is seen that,
We often do right,
By others.
And in this process,
We neglect and do wrong more than it need be, to our own selves.
Do think your thoughts about it.
Adios!
A Beautiful Night.🌙
A beautiful night,
With the stars,
Dimming their lights,
And with the wind breezing
And bikes streaming,
Sometimes it makes us feel,
That it is not the night,
But we,
Much happier and smiling folks,
😇😊,
Ruling it.
Adios!
Flying Leaves.
Flying leaves,
Bristling on the plants,
Made me wonder,
That were they aware,
That their greenness,
Makes us all happy,
And in subtlety,
Makes us more cheery.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 