God created...

God created the universe
God created the stars
God created the galaxies
and yummy chocolate bars

God created the solar system
God created the sun
God created the planets....
sounds like it was so much fun!!

God created cleanliness
God created dirt
he was just roaming around...
when his interest came on planet Earth!!

God created water
God created Land
God created the air...
and miles of sand

God created grass
God created plants
God created animals...
who might just last

God created the mountains
God created trees
God created waterfalls..
he was on a creative spree..

Then god created man
God created woman
God created Desire
God created Freewill.....
and then....
God Logged off.....

-kd

Drops of Heaven..

Many ways to go, only you can decide
to pick one, which can put you on either side
Maze is what it looks like, confusing to the bone
A game you play in here, to put things back as they were

A house of cards, a gush of wind
a deck of cards, and no wind
A house of straw, the mighty wolf breaths out
a stack of straw, the pigs runaway

Go straight, go right
go left, go wherever u might
Chaos what hits you, in your head
tears trickle down from your face

You let out a large roar, a scream
you break down, you look back
You find no-one, you find yourself alone
all alone, left at your own mercy

You keep a lookout for familiarity,
you stay still, you stay frozen
Your eyes speak a thousand words,
your lips lay dead and blue

You look up at the sky, dark blue with shining stars
cool wind blows through your hair, it blows on your face
composure is what you try to gain, and you wish to feel no pain
Adversities hit you hard, but a new found courage inside you
helps you withstand.

You wonder where it came from, has it been there always
you look up, you think whether god exists
Can an atheist tell?
you look at the moon, shining its bright white light
you look at the stars, twinkling away in the dark blue sky
you look at the sand, it says a story of sadness
sadness of bad dreams, sadness of failure
sadness of losing someone, sadness of not reaching someone
sadness of a wilting flower, sadness of a dried up river
sadness in your bones, sadness in your voice

Heavens open their doors to happiness
raindrops fall down with gentleness
some touch your face, some mix with your trickling tears
you wake up from your dream
flowers begin to bloom
rivers are filled up again
your dried up throat gets moist again
your bones sing a happy tune
you find all that you had lost, facing you
same as you are, same as you were

-kd

Crumble

It lays there, static in the daylight
it stays there composed, without a fight

Pain is what it tolerates day in and out
it still stays quite and doesn't even shout

Sharp lead touches its surface
leaves its mark behind

You think, your hands on your forehead
you bang the table, it still lays there fearless

Erosion takes place,
Eraser is the culprit

The surface becomes barren
you pick it up

Crumble it .....

- kd

What if...

What if...a green plant could talk...
it would tell us how it actually makes food during "photosynthesis"

What if...the so called blue sky was violet...
then the rainbow would only be visible with 6 colours...

What if...apple pie could grow on trees...
every coffee shop would have an apple tree inside..

What if...seagulls couldn't fly...
there would be a special sign saying "seagulls only" on roads

What if...the ants were million times larger..
we could travel on them to school..

What if...the centipede would go out to buy groceries
they would spend 2 hours wearing shoes...

What if...you could take a break from life
and tour the valleys of heaven

What if...all this was true
Reality Check...would go to hell

-kd

Jigsaw.....

Picking up the pieces, joining them together
to get a clear picture, of what you know

Mixing and matching, to get the right fit
obstacles are many, who are ready to hit

Time and again, you look at the real image
references you get, sometimes leave you mystified

Sweat trickles down your face, tension begins to rise
heartbeats increase in pace, patience takes a drop

Temper tries an outburst, sounds reach ultrasonic levels
the volcano erupts, lava burns what comes it its way

Things cool down, this time for good
the brain registers, temper does not belong in the hood

With renewed composure, and patience
you hope for a miracle, to take you home

You put the final pieces in, being the miracle you are
to complete the jigsaw.......called life!!!

-kd

Somewhere....

Somewhere out in the ocean of thoughts
arose a warrior
he stood there near the mast,
thinking constantly about the past

He thought of those lovely days
when he was young and world was more of a haze,
life was simple under the shadow of the tree
playing around, feeling free