Convergence

Old impossibles
In the light of a new truth
Quite of a sunset

Distance

A Cupid's arrow
Breaks the threads of time
Between likelihoods

Sunset

No odds to mirror
Your heart upon this sunset
Thus wordless indeed

Cards

Why bother
Writing old stories
Seven of spades

Bestow

Not taking away
One’s last chance of dignity
A man’s forgiveness

Flight

How time’s flight changes
The perspective of chances
Winter butterflies

Blossoms

Possibilities
Hidden in each bare blossom
Till their time would come

Hope

Despite despair
Hope still lurks in us
Seeds in the wind

Victims

Miracles
Succumb in nows
Not given a chance

Remains

People who left
Let space to be filled
For better use

Expectations

Giving a chance
To the less desirable
Surprises abound

Rise

One day one touches
The stars in majestic flight
Second day the dirt

Tired

All year running
After a missed chance
Wearisome ride

Tragedies

The tragedy
Of losing a chance
What would have been

Synchronicity

The wheels of life
Drive souls on their paths
Toward crossroads

Chances

Kind words never shared
Hold one’s future in the air
Close afar chances

Fragility

A rose in winter
Took its chance against the odds
Time froze its beauty.

Games

Winning and losing
Taking chances as they come
Life’s an endless game.

Would you surrender?

Would you surrender your mind to a glance of silence,
Lost between sunset and the endless dawn,
Stopping the thoughts and the self in defiance,
Enlightening the spark of the supreme won?

Would you surrender your heart to truthful love,
Renouncing to lust, sin and refusal,
Embracing the others and all that’s above,
Deceiving yourself in senseless disapproval?

Would you surrender your soul to the Spirit,
Let it vibrate in a reckless ship,
When there’s no captain to stir it,
And there’s no faith to keep?

Would you surrender your life for noble causes.
Willing to give all that’s requested to give,
Taking all bullshit, taking no pauses,
Even if there’s no chance to succeed?

Would you surrender yourself to the mankind,
Raising yourself in a wave of deception,
Letting all that you love behind,
All that for a dream of redemption?

Would you surrender a minute in lifetime,
To fill the lives with moments of joy;
If not, then all you did in the space-time,
Your thoughts are just worlds full of decoy.

The Unknown Sea

Beyond a sea of cyberfaces
There is a soul to see,
Between the lot of humble faces
Here is the soul of me.

These things are great,
The others are not -
In just a sip of fate
There is a chance of pot.

If isn't me, if isn't you,
These things are never taught -
In every me, in every you,
There is the search of ought.