Lifeless colossal wreck returns in magnanimous wealth
And on the pedestal of Mt everest
Boundless praises of eulogy and sacred words resonate
Does the fly buzzes through the stillness of air and the heaves of the storms nuzzling
Where buzzling eyes had flung them across the butchered charms?
Sunny hands getting gelled with sacred sun
Where hope is flown in its flight from night to day
And betrays vision to achieve nothingness
To garner only dream within a dream with done dry deal
I stand amid the bickering roar of ethical action
O to remind the freaking minds,
the significance of ethical action to teach character
And lo obey the routine of good vision,
Of good mind for delivery of the good intent of the mind
Otherwise hope in flight may forever betray vision
As well as betray betrothed dreams
From plain sailing realm of reality
No grain can fall on golden sands
Unless this rapture of ethical action
Is wedded to betrothed dreams
Not a pitiless waves to be washed like a clod
And ringing bell tolls of human valour wash away in wilderness sands
Shall we mourn broken things without being able to fix those things
From the ambushed lurks of the ramshackled huts and threadbare clothes?
Have they eaten the plums that were in the iceboxes
That were so delicious so cool beyond breakfast hours?
Yet some say they do not like them in a box or with a fox or with a mouse.
Now let me drill you
And permit me to know one thing:
Equal love brings equal response,
Compare your graze at the crystal moon, Down to the tardy autumn
Kindled by fire of the impalpable ash
Down to thy wrinkled boats that could sail down to my isles
As you re likely to sail Into my ensconce
See shall I look for you if you suddenly also forget me?
Right from that day at the forgotten shore I shall also lift my arms to forget you
Behold know that nothing is extinguished in you that is not commensurate to counterpoise return at my navel
When you raise your arm to forget me
And when the time has come to enter your own door
I tell you when you look out at your own window
You will rejoice of the golden circus of broken hearts, broken bones, broken feet recovered in record time
From faded bone marrow of wilderness sands and wilderness ramblings
And a day of bliss wiped them dregs into the ocean floors,
Now sit here in your comfort zone and eternal Bliss
And feast the feast of eternity from the feast of the unknown luxuries fallen on your navel
By the magical charm of thy fate and positive shots of destiny swung at your doorstep.
Hail the beautiful spring time
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