It's sweetness....
How the sweetness
In beauty
On a bright day
Can let me ever stay away!
I move around, I sing around...
Colors of my dreams
Shine on my wings.
Amidst sweetness,
Inebriated I fly.
It's madness.
What madness!
In sweetness, how I lie!
In darkness,
How darkness
You light up
my desire!
See beauty
Of fire.
I'm pulled in, I dive in...
How ecstasy
Breaks all ties!
Embracing the fire,
In darkness I die.
It's madness.
What madness!
How alluring is this fire,
While burning I lie!
It's madness!
All madness....
I live in it…..I die.
( Note : Butterflies fly around beautiful flowers. Insects get pulled by the beauty of fire and die. I see the presence of both in our life. Beauty, desires pull us all the time…………………. We live in it. Does the soul even die some times in it? Isn’t it madness?)
