My Personal Poems - Part 1: Secrets and Deeper Meaning of Life
Red
Red
Even now it seemed new
How you lured me into
The deepest secrets
The knowledge and awakening
You were sent
To gave birth
The floods, the fires from heaven
And the rainbow
That colors the sky of tomorrow
The trees, the birds
And the one who writes.
You hold the fruit
The power to start time
The power to give the end
We’ve lost Eden
A paradise of innocence
For fear and pain
We created them.
Rice Field
Rice Field
We came,
To this world;
Like rice field.
Our seeds were,
Carefully planted.
A chosen soil,
Fertile beside,
The river of life.
And when,
Our sprout shoots;
We looked up,
Our eyes opened,
To the glorious sky.
We are,
Blessed by the rain.
To quenched,
The thirst in us.
And we danced,
With the birds;
To the song,
Of the wind.
And when its,
Our time.
We bowed down,
Full and gold.
The Lament of a Broken Tree
The Lament of a Broken Tree
To find where you hide,
The elixir of life.
For my roots have grown tired,
Still I cannot find.
Oh! Mother,
Hide not your elixir;
Send it from high,
To turn my browns to greens.
Yet I missed the wings,
Once touched my tips.
To hear those sweet tweets no more,
They were long gone.
Oh! Mother,
Please tell him to deny me of heat.
For I bear no flesh,
A shelter for my little ones.
I fear the end is near,
The sick wind whispers:
“Soon, we’ll join the sands of time!”
