Flower of Humanity

You are a flower of humanity
that gives birth to strength and hope to uncertainty.
The cough of the sky
is your life giving sigh.
You are the flower of strength, passion, courage,
certainty, self discovery, and soul introspection.

A mere glimpse at you we get the image
of love. You are a link between peace and self realisation.
In you my premature love gets fertile,
and produces vigour and rejuvenation of my vile.
I was born to be held
hostage by your love.

You are my body, my other half.
My conscience, where my inspiration dwell
and sense of being is interpreted well.
It's the gathering of the galaxy and the universe,
the combination of heaven and earth in one person.
The escalated volcanoes and earthquakes confess to this.

Your true greatness is the rebirth of love,
your story the sun will forever tell,
because its radiation is the reflection
of your soul and the realisation of one's goal.

Dreaded stars have your name tattooed
to their spark. Hidden beneath their mood,
my tongue and mouth are in complete silence
and my insight is exploring your magnificence.

I'm in awe of your glance of omnipotence
Like dew drawn to the grass,
my heart is linked to yours, fast,
and their separation means apocalyptic blast.