Times do come when ,
we become ,
unstable in our thoughts.
Brain being filled with many whats.
Is the world really so good,
Or the world really so bad.
The need to realise,
is needed to be realised.
What we were before ?, and what become now?
To be revised.
Every second lived ,is truly what is life.
And being the truest in every moment ,
is the dignity of life.
This very dignity is
checked on doomsday,
when we realise the truth,
and dead!,
somewhere we lay.
But what till we are alive,
how to escape the hive?
Of the bees of negates
that seem to have with them
honey so sweet.
But be aware that what looks honey
is not
the poisoned treat.
Be aware that the space
and time,
in which you have grown;
is not what had always
devoured your humanity and many
other things unknown.
This wolrld's not suitable for those
who still have truth in them.
But lord god had made it such,
that the rulers are those
who play this game.
The game for a big-aim.
Of divine secrecy.
This game for which are eligible,
only and only those,
who still follow the “best policy”.
And though unknowingly
review themselves.
Keep an eye on self.
Being closest to the words of his ultimacy.
What is needed, is this review.
What is wanted, is to renew.
Renew our thoughts. Renew our concepts.
Renew what is our basic pattern.
On which proceed our most basic thoughts.
Throw light on them, light of this divine lantern.
If you wanna convert, all your dreams into practicality,
you'll ve to be clear,
Distilled off from general mortality.
Stay alive , never let the soul die.
Be always justified, so that you don't defy.
The steps that you take,
your shoe falls at place.
Where you had firm belief.
“Lies your space”...
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