and make your song eternal
the most exceptional
sing the song praising me
and in return
I will make you
a true beauty
like me
and if anything
men have achieved In this world,
and anything concrete
by their sheer hard work or struggle
it is only me
as rest of things has gone or will go
in the belly of time
or faded away like bright piece of cloths
under the sun
so sing the song praising me
Specially the lower ones,And runs in betweenA curve line very thin and fine,A prominent and very artisticStatistic mystic and fantastic,With bright red small linesSpread as the branches of veinsAs clear as mountain snow pristineA pack of honey a bottle of wine,A legume of an orange a swollen podA plum, a hanging grape, a dripping drop.I…
Over turning the ships of impureRushing in madly towards the shoreOut of fear I beg pardon of the wrongI have done for my gainWith tearful eyes I count the dotsOn the prizes which I have wonThat storm has gripped meThe fight has begunOver the good and badBetween virtue and sinThe ship is capsized in the…
So, all you go and eat yours upFull with it I am hereAnd wear it on my arms as amuletTo keep free myselfFrom the evil spell of depressionI use it like a horse alsoTo ride onAt a time to fight with my bad mindI get from devil’s humiliation;Pride goes before fallLet all crashing down todayOn…
Otherwise, the sense will not creep inWhatever reputation I have earnedWill go at once with the stroke of a penOf somebody elseA sense of fear will not grip meIf all is kept wellAnd everything is done rightAround me something must have done wrongSo I feel whatever fame i have achievedWill vanish at once with lashing…
He has every thing but the honour.His soul’s chastity is a dampen dullCheck his breaths giving the smell foul.As the soul has been badly rottenSo it becomes the body’s burden.His morality is a hostage and lousily bittenHe wanted each and every battle to winSo he always plays with the cursing sinHe is actually a coward…
that is why i am your lunatic asylum.
