Search This Blog

Friday, November 6, 2009

Trust Me

Just as the wind blows slightly enough to make the trees kinetic...I'm there.

Much like the rising of the sun, it's evident...I care.

As a painting lays on the middle of a canvas, cast your cares on me;

Fret not in the midst of pain, I've told you, "I am with thee!"


Only a man of my greatness can move mountains and revive a soul;

My stature obtains substance that provides a truth in the lies told.

Not boasting in what I can do, just validating my ability;

Seems as if you've forgotten in the absence of serenity.


In the same stride of a Tiger, so is my walk beside you;
I'm the coverage in all parameters, I'm here to protect you.
As the rain leaves stains on a window, I want to leave a mark on your heart;
Let me take back control of your life; Please, my fine art.

As a crown to the head, let me assume the position;
Don't be fooled like those who doubt, let me start your redemption.

Just as a crescent is a form of the moon, let me be the light in you like a midday's noon.


Let me reside in your life like the air that you breathe;

Even though you can't see it, it is there. You believe?

So take the hand that I reach out, just as a lock to a key;

I am the answer to all apprehensions;

Take a chance---Trust me.



The pen just had to testify!








No comments:

Post a Comment