There is vacuum in the space
Between love and hate
and there is doubt in the space
between truth and lie.
But the plane is abnormal when
You don’t trust your view.
Grasp the gap, like melting lava
From an erupting volcano, under the ocean.
Find hidden treasure in the Island,
Isolated in your unconscious dreams.
Glide in the air of submerged thoughts
And vent all the subdued desires.
Measure the glee in the glass of wine
That you gulped before you dined.
Undress your pseudo self in a mirror,
And may the reflection take an honest walk.
Create a new design from the mind
And mesmerize other minds all around.
Treat yourself as if you are a gift,
the fountain of life will flow from inside.
Across the border of you and me
You will discover the reality of harmony.
Sun rises in the east with the dawn
But night ceases to exists, only until the dusk.
Fine art is a magic to the eyes, like
Artists are in the character of God.
Let all the guilt hang in the middle
Of the vacuum between love and hate.
Wings are to scramble off into blue
And erase all the doubt in your truth,
Lie will vanish when no one has space.
In between that love and hate, and
Truth and lie, find yourself!
Find yourself in the light and darkness!