A MATCHING TIME : SINFUL NATURE VS VIRTUOUS DIVINE

I have been caged whole year,
My heart, eyes and ears.
For my family, friends and lovers,
To feel the life to its core.

The fleeting shadows of life,
Comes and goes with joy and grief.
With some dreams of roses,
With some drains of loses.

I am a homeless child of His Empire,
Searching His Dreams and Desires.
For not getting the Heaven's Door,
Of peace, tranquility and love He pours.

I find Him standing at my karmic mirror,
With relentless blessings as a Saviour.
Roses open their petals aplenty,
Love begins from His blissful sight.

No more victims at vicious barbs,
For shackled mothers and shackled sisters.
Free their souls with Christmas carols,
From insane, cruel and heartless trolls.

I see their path now evenly straight,
Buried woes under Santa's bless.
With the comforting Thanksgivings
And the pleasure of Christmas din.

Paramananda Mahanta -India-