With the dying heart cadence
A dip in oblivion
Nothing being let out
That rumor was just a smoky cloud
May the oblivious stay in its oblivion
Nothing matters to the one who matters
The little Boy' is the scared
"inhibitions"
Cloaked in wonders and enchantment of
life.
Don't judge the minor by the years
The blessed are way ahead of time
You, yours, Me and mine are irrelevant.
The plan was Godly
But the action was mortal.
Submission is the aim
Yet eternity,in-between to claim.
The inquisitive mind will question
The innocence is hidden in gestures....
...way deeper, than an ordinary
perception.
Keep on dreaming lest it hurts
Struggle is needed .....temptation is
around
Focus the ambition.....serve the
purpose
Toil is unending....persistence wins.
No shallow selling of soul
No complicity with malign
Traduced'
Negative connotations.....sadly
The cards are dealt
Diamonds on stake
A prayer full of piety
The last eschew
Pawn my remaining breaths
Just make me humble
..................................Humble
as my Muse'.
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