Gates

Fires breathing dragons
welcome my presence
I am declared
the lord of broken souls
hearts I crushed
are heavens bound
Were, are or will be
Devil came himself
to grant me my throne
This beast will
live all alone
Hell is very welcoming

Rugs and riches – Abu Dhabi Sheik Zayed Masjid interiors

lamps, chandeliers
carpets of thousand colours
granite, marble tiles,
mother Earth riles
such expense
at whose cost
piercing million holes
extracting more and more
humanity living folklore
happily ever after

I have shown you through my humble lens the outside of the majestic Sheikh Zayed Masjid, let’s now see the colour of interiors and fascinating patterns. Absolutely amazing human creation. There is a bit more thought provoking poem at the top on how humanity is using earth treasures, it’s minerals, energy assuming this will last forever. Have we thought about sustainable solution for our future generations.

Open

Open your heart’s window
see on the horizon
my deep affection
floating before the sun
covering its face
to protect you from harm
it can be bruised and burned
and I see your smile
for a while, satisfied eyes
when they realise
someone is so madly,
insanely hooked on the ocean blue,
willingly putting hand in fire
soothing his burning desire
If only you could open
that window been shut for ages