Rain Bleeds

Words are inks on a page

Voice you heard is a sound–

Disappears in seconds

The feelings in me

You never sense

So let me see your hands 

Let the skin of your fingers 

Touch the blood that coats this heart

But take it under the rain

For I don’t want the red color

I stain your skin 

Hold on to it tight 

Don’t let it slip and drop

As how the rain falls 

Because I have just one heart 

Journey of the moments #28

No need to ask the saints, the angels to help with this world if we stay virtuous or pure, such as no greed, no lies… to stay true at all times without force on others, without taking/wanting what aren’t yours… if this can be done, the world is soon in peace. 

Journey of the moments #27

With much sufferings created by a number of dictators, politicians, psychopaths, sociopaths, leaders, rapists, amorals, misfits, can the normal humans be more considerate, compassionate, forgiving, sentive… besides the poverty, illnesses, accidents, environmental & natural disasters.  How disheartened life is when certain humans want, take, consume as much as possible?  I believe greed is one major downfall of mankind.