The Eyes Are Windows
The eyes are windows of the heart
Wherein transparency will show
A myriad feelings to impart
From where in sadness, tears do flow.
The eyes will say contents of heart
The speech two lovers freely speak,
For Silence eloquently starts
Romance in muted communique.
The eyes are windows of all cares,
Display the sad and wearied soul;
Distant looks and empty stares
Reveal a man who is not whole.
His weak attempts to somehow hide
What's clearly felt and seen-
Will showcase all the stuff inside
Deep secrets of where love had ...
Religion Is Man-Made
Religion is a system that is man-made,
A recourse born from inner human need
To find in Man's being wherein stayed
A sanctum that by nature yearns indeed
For a higher Reason that somehow knows
How the galaxies move in a set order,
Who holds whatever, whoever comes and goes-
Above and beyond all existing power.