The eyes of life are white.
The feet of life are black.
The feel of life are bright.
No man alive would never lack.The hands of life are invisible.
The form of life are whole.
The mind of truth is invisible,
For it is your own soul.The sight of life is motivative.
It's name could hold deep meanings.
You are dead if you're inactive.
Too free in it and you are bound to have regretful feelings.Life is time,
Legless yet moves in full speed.
You own your live but can never un-time.
Or rewind all your misdeed.Life is death in a beautiful wears,
All you want is the goodness of things.
The truth might taste better to your ears,
Well, we are all human beings.Life is sweet to live,
But death is it's twin.
At the end, life takes all it gives.
Yet, it is irresistible to sin.The words of life are yours,
In form of books, holy or not.
The words of death are yours,
In form of actions, sinful or not.
YOU ARE READING
The Light In Me
PoetryThe first page of a new anthology I hear the sound of my favorite words Like art, music and photography. I see the footprints of my past and thoughts. Feeling of excitement from my fingertips The words of understanding from my bare lips. I can'...