All are false lures of
Material sense gratification.
Nothing new in my writings,
That I know, and yet I am writings
In this way to enlighten all
About the truth again.
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A psychological fever,
Society dividerLike a classroom teacher.A confidence boosterSo also a confidence shaker.No root performerTo dream sky scholar.
I have a language of my own,
I am here on my landAnd I am speaking to each oneHere in my languageAnd every one present –My near and dear.Still, I am not free,Not free to utter any word.I know the words areThe greatest cheatersAnd they are cheating meMost of the time andI am misunderstood by many.
Let no one knows
Let each one livesOn my head.So to sayI am a stone.So to sayI know the crown.Allow me to singBefore the king.And also I want to playThe whole day.In my playLet there be fire.In my playI want to embrace the stars.Let me make friendshipsWith water and with airsLet me stay softWith sweet care.
In writing I find
In the light I discover,My way is so straight.
I find my friend
My friend is always busyIn lifting me.Here I am presentWith my friend.See me watch meFor my friend I am everything.