Spirits.

In the ocean of life –

In this imperial sea,

I sometimes feel so lost!

I can’t even understand me!

The heaven, it looks so dark –

Its just despair and sigh.

In the battle of life,

I’m so new, so naive…

But the hell, so bright,

With footprints of the gone,

Devil may reside there.

But evil? There is none.

For those who stay there –

Are the ones who love us,

Those who taught us the tales

Of Dedulus and Icarus.

Those who rubbed the tears –

Off our wet cheeks,

Those who lit up our dark paths

When happiness – was bleak.

They bless us all the time

They are life’s beache’s sand,

Where we stand everyday,

With our loved ones – holding hands.

They are the waves that stroke

The sadness off our chest,

They are the wind that fulfilled

All our heart’s requests.

THEY make us prosper,

You say,”Its my merit!”

I know what’s the truth.

Its none but the spirits.

Why will spirits be named bad always? They are good. This is my answer to those who say that spirits cause harm to us.