normality is the aim of failure
why not fail in failure to pass
love, i was always in your mind
so why search to define me
the poison is in yoy & all
then why crave for nectar
kiss the snake sans fear
to nullify the poison of ages
enter into infinity forever
for forever is infinite too
rhym & rythm follow in tandem
just dance in glee abandon
and i guess i just don’t know
and i feel like i just don’t care
No your or mine,
no challenging beliefs,
Close ended perspective.
Mayrid impressions and interpretations,
All perspectives to converge into the river of life,
Be the grail and let the holy water flow thru you.
Time starts from where you are,
dont like times, drop-out and sync with times,
This is It! Born Again and again and again….
After the euphoria comes the hangover,
the calm, solitude, animal craving for love,
Seeks the bigger picture and becomes canvas.
The rebel is born – to die,
death becomes it and a revolution is voiced,
Change comes swift as death and the world is born.
Hero with a thousand masks as he becomes folklore
inspiring innumerable magicians to seek the kingdom,
Time flows again and the Ganga is at last free to roam the heavens.
The heavens rupture into a symphony,
such synchronization has never been accomplished across Blackholes,
The 10001 is contemplated for eons in heavens with earth securing a Place.
Mr. Franklin’s philosophical: “The body of B. Franklin, Printer: Like the Cover of an Old Book, Its Contents torn Out, And Stript of its Lettering and Gilding, Lies Here, Food for Worms. But the Work shall not be Lost; For it will (as he Believ’d) Appear once More, In a New and More Elegant Edition, Revised and Corrected, By the Author.”