Realizations

When it’s time to be weary
it’d come to you agreeably,
this lovely afternoon
with a thousand apples
at absolutely no cost
with only yourself to
bargain, with a thousand laughs
with the things you love the most
And when there’s nothing to do
and when all’s in store,
sway with the breeze
then you’ll find some more

The Human Perfection (3rd Interlude)

A human has
his own vulnerabilities,
and time would haunt
Him of them.
But in the sweetness
from the bitter life,
He is however a god
whose flaws
are perfection,
whose impeccability
is evolution.

Those Vertical Lines

The silence between what
you speak is the most
Meaningful at the depths of
ignorance that I seem to
Downplay, and it becomes an
enchantment with every shift of
Your hands, the way your sight
recedes in utter scrutiny,
Seemingly,
and all I could muster
Is my hope
that the things you do
Are more than what I think they are.