Sometimes our uncertainties about making certain decisions, especially about who to involve ourselves with, drive us crazy. These insecurities however are there because we do not want to undermine ourselves and at the same time, we want to be happy. Perhaps choices that are far beyond the path intended for us are those that trouble us the most. Perhaps it is those we should avoid the most. What we question is what we do not want, and what we want we shall get long as we believe in Nature’s blessing.
art and wine mix quite fine
like rose and scent, ‘pon thy line,
there your skin, just like mine,
sits quietly among our noses.
Beauty came and never left,
Like steady rain upon the steps,
The staircase to a fair place
where air stays below the temp,
A cold room full of sin,
Where gold blooms in women,
And old fools to swallow all
the foolishness within.