Sleeplessness
When the sun was stabbed by the blades of the grass,
I became a twig; a fragile twig.
A weary night bird leaned its fatigue on it,
The bird flapped
The twig cracked
The twig blamed the night
When the sun was distant from the touch of the horizon,
I became a flower; a wind flower
A hungry bee came to it
Bee perched,
Flower fell
The flower blamed the wind
Lust, love and us
Lust burns our soul
Love is more than just a word
We forget who we are
Why are we?
Lust is out
Love becomes a word
We remember who we are
What are we?
By; Willpower
meaning of poetry :
Lust temptation could shake one's faith. appetite will continue to tempt someone to weaken one's faith. When faith is reduced, then someone feeling sorry for themselves. When the true beauty away. It only became apparent happiness. And desire to be the ruler. When the true beauty is lost. Usually people just realized fault. That's because human beings are not perfect. However, the real love is more meaningful than lust.
Kamis, 03 Juni 2010
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