The iridescent blue
Called to me once
The sky so far, the sea so strange,
Their turmoils, their dance.
The heat of Lanka
Baking the core of earth
And from its bloodied loins
Gave a Saturn birth
He was imprisoned
Under a throne
And I wonder
If I hear him moan
Riddled and lost
I write to make sense
The price rises high
When matter is less dense
But why blame matter
Gods there be, or you
The sea holds no promises
She can never be true
The sky makes the sun
Moon, and stars debate
Even feathers fall
Even air has weight
Put your hands in mud
Does it lie?
Is green better than blue,
Does it not die?
I seek forever
In an insignificant life
Look at humanity becoming
All of earth’s strife
But I look to me
And despite vanity
I become these colours
I am this reality
Hearts Still Care 