Winged desires...

I saw today two sparrows communicate they vented sorrow, they let out grief; T hey vented all that mutilate relief They broke all silence and made way through Nor through the woods nay the cannabis They sounded their hearts they sounded their souls They parlez love,they parlez trust they parlez sympathy that neutralise all apathy. We unlike them, Relations in silence hem. We nuture love we caress mate What diverge it takes,is that we don't communicate.........

Every person was born on the earth with a specific purpose,a motive the almighty wants to fulfill through our agency. Though it may seem hypothetical,but its true that an individual pays for his sins,that he is proposed to have commited in his past life. The very fact that an individual is born as a human gives us the indication of the lord's will to allow us to make up for our sins or probably reward us for our goods deeds!God alone knows what he has in store for us. whether you are ready or not,someday it will all come to an end.There will be no more sunrise,no minutes ,hours or days.All the things you collected whether treasuredor forgotten,will pass to someone else. Your wealth fame and power will seem irrelevant.It will not matter what you owned.Your grudges,frustations,plans & to-do list will expire.The wins & losses that seemed so important will fade away.Ultimately,it won't matter where you came from or on what side of the tracks you tread.It won't matter wh

Weave a web...wound thy self put some pictures put up a hoarding..... that's me...? lift thy soul-bird, set it free..., let it fly... saying so is me...? forget the past and the future, just live in the present thats me...? God my master, science my slave Eternity shall govern all that's me...? all that is me all thats mine is not bound to be mine forever, I shall shell it out to you, Thats indeed me!