Fading With The Stars! The difference is very plain to see, no matter how much you try to ignore the skies above your head. You can try your best to walk as straight as possible without lifting your head up but guess what? The horizon will flip you back to the skies: the space in between is where our thoughts fly easily without any impediments. Would you believe it if I told you that you really do not need wings to fly? God gave all the wings to the birds of heaven and to His holy angels. Angels and birds need no imaginations to know how flying is like. We are the real birds of heaven when it comes to flying and soaring. When I was a boy, it was hard for me to walk around with my head bowed without bumping against somebody walking in the opposite direction. My world and my town did not look anything like what I see today: everything has changed. I feel like my original artist who first painted my world had died; what is going on? Fading with the stars may seem like ...
SO YOU THINK WE LEAVE IN A FREE WORLD: THINK AGAIN? I’ve been thinking this lately, when I looked around our material universe how most of the things used would be tossed to trash: no matter how useful they were? So, like a Billionaire examines his newest acquisition: The Earth, yep that’s right. Before Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos, it had been literary possessed by Sixteen People. So, by the look of things, would Twenty People be too suggestive to you? Methinks not! Believe it or not, we live in the sold-out World: You just don’t see! Would you run to the Hills stopping your ears in complete disbelief: if I told you the very first attempted sale of the Earth took place in the Bible? And the Devil taking Him up on high mountain, showed Him all the Kingdoms of the World in a moment of time. And the Devil said unto Him all this power will I give unto thee, and the glory of them: for that is delivered unto me; and to whosoever I will give i...
My Butterfly! Living in my lofty apartment and glaring down these industrial buildings they call modern development. The loss of touch with Mother Nature is nausea for my soul. Waking up each morning without the choirs of birds singing for me is worse than the deadliest snakebite. Sounds of machinery, cars, and delivery trucks doing their day and night routine is nothing but jarring music to my soul. With due respect to the birds out there. What else can they do if my community has no trees? There can be no chirping birds without trees, no singing nightingales. Trees are natural platforms for birds. Looking through my windows, I can see jovial swallows heralding the coming rain. It is hard for me to believe this is the same town where I grew up as a boy. O God, we had all kinds of trees and types of fruits for free. But today? Walking down the open fields, we used to be surrounded by thousands of butterfly species all day long! Butterflies would fearlessly land al...
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The author would really appreciate your constructive comments based on how you understood and interpret each poem. Poems can mean different things to different persons and all views can be correct as long as they conform to the contents thereof. This is the beauty of Poetry.
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