Move on this life in a pattern that's linear
Cyclic are all those dreams to me familiar
The crescent moon promises to grow in full
Let's hope our simple efforts to be fruitful
Who was with me in my weal and woes?
As when my mind and body became foes
Harmony between my thought and actions
Lost its accord and became hostile factions
Time sheds its hood by every passing year
And some hearts throb with mounting fear
Let's be wide awaken to hook hidden bate
As dive for freedom, who's our soul- mate
I'll be a mendicant friar and beg thy love
Such is the charm that your smile does shove
To this congested heart that gets ravished
Just a moment with you that I've wished!
How I wish to brush your lips as a zephyr
So much I'm haunted by the love- spectre
The mind view asserts that you're so pretty
On rising emotions I grab you and feel pity
Promises and pledges are there but a cloud
Just a clown's farce dialogue uttered aloud
With the taste of life my tongue salivates
Life is dreamt as of a monk who meditates
Great battles are fought in the consciousness
Losers embark upon the raft of selfishness
A question remains unanswered about life
What‘s the motto of this self defeating strife?
