Probir Gupta Poet Sonnet

Saints and Sinners

All thorns seek turning toward the white cloud
To bloom in some green blue and pink flower
And feel the touch of human black eyes loud
Or become leaves moistened in the shower 

So do sinners as their compensation
To look like the blue sky and smile likewise
But to most it is a remote ocean
A few can get those crystals of peace ice

This way some may be like Saint Teresa
Others remain both a saint and sinner
As dictated by their amygdala 
Some seek healing some himself a healer

We are amalgams of sinner and saint
A black and orange in an image quaint
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28/10/2016

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Nette Onclaud October 28, 2016 at 2:44 PM we both have the light and dark within; most saints pass through the dark to be enlightened.. beautiful, probir..huggs Probir Gupta October 28, 2016 at 11:45 PM Thank you, nette ...

Demetrios Trifiatis October 28, 2016 at 8:34 AM The saint and the sinner both sanctuary have found deep in our souls and depending who is the winner claims the soul as his own! Great writing my good friend, Probir! A seven! Probir Gupta October 28, 2016 at 12:55 PM Thank you ...

Darren White October 28, 2016 at 7:58 AM THIS...."We are amalgams of sinner and saint A black and orange in an image quaint". Exactly this. No black or white.... Wonderful. Good luck in the contest. Probir Gupta October 28, 2016 at 12:56 PM Thank you ...

White Wolf October 28, 2016 at 6:29 AM Probir, I'm speechless! Probir Gupta October 28, 2016 at 7:21 AM Thank you ...