We were a few meters apart
But I could see your soul
in charming view
By how your warm gaze
fell into my drunk eyes
And from your sober chin
no other smile could change.
I couldn’t make much
of what I saw
or of what I thought
Until time gave me some days
How else that day could have gone.
Author’s Note: Nothing kills art like too much thinking.
I don’t know which is worse, the fact that parents don’t love their children equally or the fact that they pretend they do.
If God doesn’t make sense to you, then don’t believe in Him. It is better to wait for logic than to jump on faith.
Money is nothing. The only thing that is ever of value is the mind. Thus, seek it, for it is the Kingdom of God.
There is nothing as sweet as living a conscious life. You know, living your life, making every decision and taking every action with unconflicting awareness.
When it comes to poetry, I always feel like I am not there yet, that there is a world, so deep, that I am yet to see, and this drives me crazy everyday.
Until next time,
I will be here.
– M. V. Echa