Rhymes & Thoughts

Of Moonlight & Rain One should think of moonlight,  On a lonely night, amidst the whispers of the sea,  How it glistens through the threaded kite in the sky, The warm coldness it brings, with its indifference,  The grace with which it moves through our eyes,  Leaving starry angelic dust behind, across the dark night,  The madness it seeds in our minds, keeping men scared for eons,  Of the darkness in which it thrives, Like her,  The hardened metal she has for a heart,  That shines of false warmth,  I like her,  For she makes me think of moonlight; One should think of rain, The tunes it makes, with haste and vigor,  Without rhymes or beats,  The rush with which it makes the ground sweat,  Making it softer, more vulnerable to lose its stand,  And dance along with the rain's flow,  Enabling life to enter the barren cracks of the Earth,  Can anyone guess if it blossoms into a bright flower, Or grow into a toxic weed?  I hate her,  For she makes my heart go crazy like rain, Every ti

haunt No morals are behind, No messages or divine codes to be deciphered; No judgements, no comments on any issue plaguing you or me, No lies to be dismissed, no truths to be coveted except for the life offered,  No fighting the illusions we veiled ourselves with, No shining swords or sleek arrows, Nor anything worth defending or dying for, No links to hinge onto, no they're no longer in this heart, I've run through this universe in abstract language that seeps afar, I've seen the works, I've heard lines of nectar and witnessed few of nature's art, But none of that is behind these words Nor behind this passing second you're aware of; Nothing beautiful in the world can match the ecstacy I feel now,  Like a distant star in our night sky, Like a grain of rice in a heap, Like a bee in a swarming colony, Like another ant, a leaf  Or a musical note in Beethoven's symphony, I feel belonging, to you, to myself, to that star still shining, Like a breeze of fresh life