The Path Of Reflection

Resurrection

Nothing is ever to ponder

Thoughts stray hither and yonder

Shades of their restless eyes

Ravage the flawless disguise

No feeling remains now aside

In the shards of fallen pride

Figures falling in the center

Reckon Him as their mentor

Hopes here never go high

Every word then comes as a sigh 

Demise of beings becomes a lie

In the resurrecting man’s silent cry 

The Devoted Sinner

Dying moments of the night

Indulging in the moonlight

Revealing a mystic sight

The epiphany of your beauty

A moment of my eternity

Pleasure and pain in unity

Waiting for you to take the charge

Fervent strings of the kindled harp

Playing the music of my desperate heart

Once more you go above

My wounds sore but still I love

Afraid you won’t make out this love

Never said this was ordinary

No one called it heavenly

Not sinful when we do it blissfully