Light - Poem By Samson Koshy

Light

I can see you clearly now,

I can see your heart is genuine

as pure light, it has all the colors that make you

it is a reflection of others that love you

I can see a new person

I can see a new beginning,

Yes, I can see what you have endured,

what you have overcome,

your journey, your life, your smile,

I can see from a mile.

I can see what has to be learned,

I can see the future

I can see new colors

It's a celebration of creation.

I can see the real you,

and whenever I do

my heart shines with light,

It's my humble celebration of Light

Samson Samuel Koshy

Copyright ©2008  Samson Samuel Koshy

Beauty - Poem By Samson Koshy

Beauty

Lay it on the line

on a table with candle, bread and wine,

beauty can only be imagined, as it takes you on a tangent.

It is full of truth though it may be ugly,

it is the root that soothes

and holds ones character snugly.

There is beauty to each of the senses

and there is beauty in every sense,

some of it is shallow and hollow,

and a little of it is inspiring and hard to swallow.

True beauty is rare if you feel it don't leave it bare,

coz it is hard to come by,

like a shooting star in a night sky.

Love, compassion and selfless acts

all folded to a pack,

may not be something to love

if it was not of a heart like up above.

Though it is lame even if you are to be the blame,

the truth you hold in duty,

will shape you in being bold with beauty.

Samson Samuel Koshy

Copyright ©2007  Samson Samuel Koshy

Life - Poem by Samson Koshy

Life

Life is not a four letter word,
dive in and fly like a bird.
Life in all it’s glory remains an untold story
with twists and turns and many things to learn
from hearts that have emotion to love and devotion,
even when you feel the burn
life is something one wants to yearn.
Though there is nothing rosy in it,
even though you think you have completely seen it,
there will always be some mystery,
even though you know all of history.
Sometimes hard to understand,
in this ever changing world we have at hand,
where somethings evolve
to where somethings dissolve.
Life is like a cycle with no beginning and no end,
it is cynical, yet fulfilling at every bend.
In all it’s glory as an untold story,
somethings should be left unsaid ,
to appreciate life as it is said.

Samson Samuel Koshy
Copyright ©2007 Samson Samuel Koshy