Existance(my first poem)

Our existence is shrouded by mystery ,
We are embodied in sorrow and glee,
The swells we call emotions,
Are projected in a beautiful symphony.

Guilts grow like moss and weed,
And are hard to remove just as lust and greed,
Man dwells in a cave filled with notions,
Suspicious & fearful of any different breed.

But the power of the divine light,
when unlocks the chamber of trust ,
Spreads the fragrance of good intentions,
And illuminates the heart with rays so bright.

Words when spoken means different things,
For souls trapped in different rings,
Thus my friend stay quiet and feel,
The joy that this journey of life brings.