My Style

my style
the sky is blue 
so is time to
mingle
in a lonely 
atmosphere 
were love is the 
reason of life 
so my blue pen 
never seize to 
pure it reality 
from the deep 
heart of willingness

my style
fire and water 
are two deferent 
liquid contents 
it differs in action 
so am different in 
my world 
I am of a water
yet I burn like a 
fire 
cos God order me 
to spit fire to the world 
of evil 
so who are mine 
to disobey
the order of the 
Almighty 
I don't wish more 
all I wish is to do 
the will of God 
and that is nothing but
my style

my style
I believe in God 
I love to be close 
to him
that has earn me 
a lot love towards
humanity
cos my love for 
people is divine
and I decided
not to live alone 
in a world of equality
turn in to levels
by intelligent human 
who destroys the 
the innocent souls 
of the innocent 
with out mercy 
nor love 
so I pledge to God 
for nothing but the 
redemption of humanity
that is nothing but 
my style

my style
remember fire and water
are not same liquid
substance
no wonder the men 
of brave mind 
spit fire to the wicked 
no wonder the fight 
in the world of brutality
can never end 
cos at one hand the water 
strike 
with an intention
to quench the fire 
yet the some stubborn
fire reiterate and strike 
back 
so the battles of life 
never end for the Goodman 
no wonder is easy to be bad 
and that is not 
my style
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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