Have you ever thought?
What's the most important of every thing taught?
Of manners, habit or characters sought,
The base of everything that's in the lot.
Some would say the rules that already has been,
Yet others would say it to be discipline.
I don't believe in what others have to agree,
Because I only know it is love that has to be.
It's priceless, yet worthy,
In plenty yet many a thirsty.
Powerful and the strength that is,
That turns even the worst into bliss.
It is only a two and half word,
Yet puts into mystery the whole world.
Building bridges and bringing close,
In its language even the dread is as a rose.
But today, its language has totally turned worse,
People changed it materialistic and it is at loss.
True love is rarely found in a world as this,
A person lives in surrounding meanings and not bliss.
World turns shattered, ruined and dread ever than before,
There seems to be no way out and everything goes to wore.
Methinks, hope is just a postcard in the screaming roar,
I am lost out of the world, utopia never would come as I grew more.
Destroyed as all seems,
Hope comes to my way - I thought I was in dreams.
A voice comes to guide me from my deep inside...
We'll rejoice it only if we share it without any pride.
Everyone would be happy and peaceful,
There would be no one regretful.
With that small act of love its chain reaction would be ever-flowing and never come to end.
Proving the mankind to discover fire for the second time in the history of the world.
A/N: One of my first poems; hope you like it! :D
Loads of love,
Saramitra
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓
Puisi❝you've been broken for long, come, let me heal you again❞ the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long. let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again. let the journey begin. bon voyage. highest...
