* No More Blood Stains - Poem by Inner Whispers
I have seen every flowing blood as LIFE that reigns
Blood that runs profusely through our skin and veins,
It flows, passes through our hearts which circulates
Make us everyday alive, enjoying what is in store in LIFE!
He is still bleeding he said, sincerity in his lines
Wish to see it and see with my own eyes,
To touch and trace the outline he got,
Easing his pain, I will tell him, shhh...enough, pls...stop.
It's two years in the making, every special day of his life
He goes down to get inked, it is written on his back,
All the joy, the pain, the love, the lost, the renewing of the spirit
Renewing his mind, his claim to renew his vows with the Almighty...
Colours are engraved neatly as he endured the pain
Wonderful colours of three bright roses that are red is pinned,
Amazing yellow colors of the wings of peace
Blue for forgiveness and loyalty that never cease...
Orange colored his skin for pain and suffering
Deaths of his friends and loved ones inked him with black,
He said it is his way renewing his life in tuned with GOD
And reopening his heart for someone he loves...
Every pain and dropp of his blood, he endured for his penance
Now, it is done, bleeding still, yet fulfilled, pain he surpassed,
Every blood that drip from his skin is the cry of his soul, I know
But where did your blood goes, my friend. hmn?
Where did your blood goes, my friend?
On the stencil, or cotton or from the penance you claim?
I had the honor to know what this blind angel means
Which you kept in secret, I don't know until when?
Hmn...And you said it is done, you need not to add one
I said, soon the colour's meaning will change,
There are more colors of this life brings
Until when will you keep on adding for more meanings?
And you said, 'No more, Greca...no more...'
No more blood stains, it is done, trust me, no more...
'My life is renewed, and this will remind me always
For every wrong turn I will take, this will be the light
that will carry me in every endeavor I will take...'
(Ddc8ed to JAY...who shared openly his private life to me w/o me asking. Thanks for your sincerity and concern..An honor to have you, my friend...)
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