poetry

Poetry is the moon of nightBeauty-replete vision and sight,It is the timeless tale of manTo remain bleezy and sane.Copyright:Welkin Siskin

Happy Dr Martin Luther King Day

Heroes are born with lightWith conscience and mightWith joys for all and delightTo open a thousand sights. Heroes are born of truth and vision,To free the people, nation, to mentionDespite all frontiers and shadeThey cross but hard iron gates. Emancipation proclamation hero Dr kingWith all freedom cries chants and singsThe fiascos of our social structure,ServitudeContinue reading “Happy Dr Martin Luther King Day”

Peace

Unknown maybe to you how life be at ease,Unless you put all things aside, call life a peace. Unknowingly do you aspire to many things,But first, in the run long, everything peace brings. Peace of body, mind, and soul is the first stepWhich is so real to make good life, I bet.Peace and ease comeContinue reading “Peace”

Time

Wherefrom did the time evolveThat our logic does not solve!Where did it come to faceThe time that had it debased. Does the time bring itself to a close,And with its light, spirited and lively bright glowsEver and always let us experience bright,Going afar with its dark, can it always be light; In the eyes ofContinue reading “Time”

Love

Love many times, merely go unsung,Though the heart ever longs The choir inside of itTo sing good action and deed Love fades out and dies not in tormentBut in not revealing through the heart,And not in sorrows does love die, it is in ferment. Through articulate words, not the absence of the heart, Does one,Continue reading “Love”

Love of Eyelid

Farewell shall the shadow and the sun bidLove of the socket of eyes and eyelid Shall perpetually last with all vigorEnriched with passion, vim and fervor. Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Man Defies

The sky first sings and the worldSomething vast seems beatingBut man until the world he’s dweltSeems winning with his thought fleeting. Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Embracing and Moving

For all seasons are meant to blossomFailures and fiascos, sadness and gloom Are but man’s; species beget and moveWith silence, solitude and sadness removed. For the sun shines and the moonThe flowers sprout and bloomFrom January to DecemberWith sky of promise and amber. Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Creatives

Creatives are people of knowledge Who are not captives of time;They flow with the advent of age,And who dart despite all the sham. Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Fascade

To fairytales and dogmas,We lose into shadows,Our time of transience on earth. We fall yet into deepening shallowCast upon us as the opaque of the night.Lost track yet of the new ageWe falter not knowing the track of ours. We lost, we lose. We seem to dislikeYet we like the beholding of the adventOf newness,OurContinue reading “Fascade”