Seeker Poet

Reasons to live, Reasons to die, Reasons to smile, Reasons to cry, Rain came down, From bright blue sky, When it turns real dark, Truth is hard to dress a lie, Love as a reason, Is joy and pleasure's ally, Love of a family, Is the treasure you can't deny, Life brings moments, When it's hard enough to clarify, To bring aboard the reason, To once again give a try, If all the reasons are over, It's still no time for goodbye, We can turn again to the beginning, To live after we have died.

My reach is not the horizon, Not the place where sun sets, I imagine about what lies beyond, Where sun leads to the unknown, I stand here in middle of the rain, With dense smoke flowing out of my mouth, Every view, every feel i see right here, I am curious to see what you don't believe, With cloud roaring, waiting for it's time, To play it's role before sun comes to shine, There's time allotted for each and every thing, Which hurry can't change, what haste can't affect a bit, I got the hanging garden of Babylon, I got the sky beneath which Alexander fought, I am standing on the land and take in the water, Which is as ancient as anywhere is, I got no worry, bear no regrets, I'll have what i am promised, But i don't have desire of horizon, I want to seek what lies beyond.