PERCEPTION

A lot things we hear, from the very start of our time,
But just few are the things that give us a rhyme;
When we hear a rhyme in every sound of our passion,
We hear a splat of drop of PERCEPTION.

A lot things we see, colourful, gray or dark,
But just few are the things that make our eyes spark;
When we see a spark in every image of our action,
We see a flash of light of PERCEPTION.

A lot things we feel, happy, sad or alone,
But just few are the things that touch the heart and are never gone;
When we feel a touch in every hand of our relation,
We feel the strength of thread of PERCEPTION.

A lot things we taste, sweet, sour or bitter,
But just few are the things that don’t lose their glitter;
When we feel a taste in every recipe of our imagination,
We feel the taste of fruit of PERCEPTION.

A lot things we inhale, hot, dry or cold,
But just few are the things that reveal the truth untold;
When we inhale an aroma in every flavour of our confession,
We breath the air of freshness of PERCEPTION.

We sense many things in our life all the way,
But there are just few things that make our day;
When we use all the senses altogether without deflection,
We call it ‘the way we perceive’, we call it PERCEPTION.