Analysis of Of suffering voluntarily

I have seen the sparkles
In the corner of your eyes
But have you smelled the
Silence that sucks
The emptiness that fills
The moments
In between the trains
Rushing past
Fast
With the noise of girders
Sinking the beats
That will remain
Unheard
Lest
We know
What do we sow
In the garden of greed
Incense of intimacy
Has spread the scent
But let us just stay away from
Fire
It seldom leaves scars that heal
Hurt is not what
I intend to harvest
So what if the crop
Of all the smiles that were scattered
Remains unharvested
So what if shattering of grains
Loads the breeze
With
Love
And
License