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After 15 years of hibernation, I feel an urge to travel light!...By letting out all that, That I in my 'Silence' bottled up inside. Some thoughts, some sketches, pictures & drawings...woven as poetry; the way I look at life.

See Me Through My Beloveds-Eye!

  • Writer: megloke76
    megloke76
  • Feb 21, 2020
  • 1 min read

Through my inflamed-songs,

Some tears have crept-blue

Yet! See For you my Beloved;

Coco & I...

"Only stand in Gratitude!"

Rich art the coiffures in my Beloveds smile...

For when he bestowed upon me this pain...

It was only after he came down as My-Light;

Through every failing of this body

He's woven such richness to my soul...

For these words would have otherwise been dry....

But now they are wisdom for all

Gratitude towards ones failings;

Opens up the sky!

For to know...How Beautiful I am...

You'll but have to borrow,

My Beloveds-eyes!

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Through these inflamed songs that burns like fire down my left feet, today I woke up with A Smile that's my Beloveds gift.

No-one is there, none but he walks besides & that is why through every failings of this body in Gratitude I smile. He's emptied me, taken it all, just so that my cup be filled with his blue-song & every second an inspiration he breathes, that i pour forth as His Love!!

See within thy soul I've left these gratitude of smiles, for where tears are blue, yet one dances it's only because he takes away ones mind.

Maybe I'll walk tomorrow, maybe this pain shall once again lay-me-down & bring a standstill-pause,

Yet! Through these failings, when I look at him with thankfulness, he bends this universe to collect my tears that but in all gratefulness-flow!

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While listening to Dana Gillespie

With Coco, through this 19years of chronic ailment, Grateful for small things, to be able to walk through this pain that has once again triggered & feel beautiful through life's-nothingness

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Copyright: Meghna/2020

 
 
 

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