But life isn’t perfect dude, At times, it hits hard on you. Because this roller coaster is crooked AF, And a ride of this kind you just can’t envisage! Nath less, you are the sailor of this very ship, And so are you, of your own happiness. ‘So heads high and spirits up’ is all it demands And trust me you are already half the way to your grail.
It was a summer night. A windswept moonbeam plummeted. Sexualizing an indigo flesh. A butcher was seducing a spider, in company of a holy book. Sunbathing in mass grave of skulls. The eyes peeking out of the caps. You want
Faith is like passing through the path of thorns But without being his dress torn or being inured This is how a faithful survives and just adorns Against all non believers who are heretic ,absurd Faith is a force which
Thou shall think twice before insulting him Your insult leads to his humiliation His humiliation will end up as a curse His curse will drive you to misery Your misery turns out to be Hell for you Hell that you