Make a painting with sweats,

And resins from plants ;sweets,

Bitters and thoughtful meets

To form its themes,

Weaved lining of lines,

Hardly the Magnum opus; it might,

But to feed it's beauty to flames,

Just to escape cold,

 And warm hands!

Am I a meaningful painting

Or just a plaything

Lying like a firewood

With no good,

 Isn't it you behind this, o almighty?

Will Glare up as a light,

That only thee can see,

Won't you hear what I 

Have to cry.

 

 

Bestowed curiosity,

Suckled it with opportunity,

Cursed me with knowledge,

Ambiguity and genenuity,

Alas swords with double edge,

Gave me unasked boons and impunity

Unrequired.immunity,

Serenity and tranquility 

Things you forgot; such cruelty.

Where are you almighty?

Give those properties

Forgot thee.

 

 

Heart and souls,

To be separated

And stolen;

Out of my knowledge,

Fish separated

From the ocean;

Simple stones,people

Embracing ignorance 

And patients of mental illness,

I envy them,

Thoughts so still

More than I can ever will;

Slow my racing heart almighty

It might be dirty,

Don't stop it altogether 

As I fancy.

 

 

Created this painting,

With intelligence brushes,

Pride as canvas,

Won't you give it strength,

A spotless mind,

Tissues that won't wind

And decay with mud,

Eyes that have no blind

Spots and aligned 

To praise thee

And live as we,

O almighty,

What's stopping from giving these 

Already.

 

Consciousness; can't see,

Flesh and blood and bone

Are the only things

 that make me?

Alas a Tragedy 

as restless mind

Joins these 

to form a tree;

A spiny tree,

Slowly scarring my life

As fee,

O almighty 

I'm not be 

rich enough to donate To thee,

But isn't this retribution 

You oversee?

Enough please come and free.

 

The changes I wanted,

Thou chains that prevented,

Wasn't of iron

But of inability and irony;

You Fear that I might rebel?

And reveal a new age,

No my liege

These lumps of fats and bones,

Aren't worth thee alms,

Nothing to mine

Nothing's my,

 it reveals no grains,

This poor body of mine

Does nothing but whine,

O the almighty

My bones

Doesn't worth your palm's

Still; give me times

Just to improve the lives

That lives 

In sorrow hooded hives.

 

 

Gave me light of studies,

Gave me a sky to stand under

And soul to understand others,

I don't ask your three eyes,

But just rice for times

Of thrice, enough to suffice;

I don't want immortality,

Just to know whether 

I'm in some hearts

And some thoughts;

Don't want enlightenment,

But Camouflage my tears

due to injustice and fears

With heavenly showers

From clouds of darkest colors

As sun and others might smile 

Until I hears;

O my almighty, I shiver;

No more boons and curses

I have nothing

Thou shall see,

Leave us just this

If you want my

Inner Peace,

I might cry into a piece.

 

The walking paintings,

Proud that it can walk,

Wrath if criticized,

Desires for flying 

While lying in bed sheets,

Greeds while in auctions

While it's lusts seen in actions,

Wants to live only in mansions.

Paintings and sculptures 

Of blood and emptiness,

Absence of selflessness,

Eyes opened but closed,

Paths known but hesitant,

Peak of evolution,

Just heaps of abomination,

Just medicines in pockets me,

How poor the painting it maybe,

Does it's essence goes out 

With flames?

Won't the fire shall

Sing the contents of paintings?

But it's color does not

Changes with the paints 

Thee used,

Does my necessary for positions higher,

Ends with this pyre,

Answer me almighty,

Even if I am a cold blooded liar.

 

 

Dead wood and paintings,

Decompose to nutrition,

What becomes of my thoughts?

Will it just be fed to robots?

Will I roam with ghosts?

But my will isn't that robust

As rain rusts( it)

To this desires so earthly

O my dear almighty,

You too hate me?

Through you shall save me

Is this the only way

You show me?

Can't

we be naive

My body and mind both in maim,

When comes there time,

What everyone asks is

“Why me?”

Becomes the ultimate 

Door to despair,

For which the key,

Who knows?

Who has?

                      - geardy