Running
through the dense suffocating path 
Where the
merciless life was living fast
I was
wandering through the maze of tumult 
Searching
for the contended me and laze 
Strayed in
the enchanting stares and heart fires 
Wanted the
exhausted and tired me to scream 
Lost
harmony was finding no way to flow 
The
hindered self when asked for mercy 
Ears were
bewildered to resonate with the cord 
O child!
Why roving
outside!
Why not
looking into the very origin of tiredness 
The self
Peeping
outside the real will enervate and smash 
Your
tiredness reflects the lack of self in you 
Exhausted
you elude to the deprived essence 
And
extinguished flames of devotion towards 
the very
must, “I” 
The
endearment you carry in the cold heart, 
My child is
not for universal oneness but
Is for avaricious
love 
Disconnected
warmth sprouting inside you 
Cant soothe
but oneness can 
If the
darkness of your path wants twinkling of affection 
Beyond any
constrains 
How would
the serenity
Afar the
capacity 
And beyond
Worldly peace 
The one
which touches the realm above this falsity would be yours,
Fate
Then You
would be whirling in dense shades of Universal Oneness 
Where you
will be you 
Your Self
would be dancing in the freedom without chains 
The
tiredness of your soul would vanish 
Where
empathy and sympathy will enjoy equilibrium
And the
light of self coincides the real self 
My child!
You 
Universe
And 
Self 
Will merge
and becomes one 
One never
gets tired
Neither
astray 
But finds 
The
ultimate truth  
And lasting
peace  

 
 
 
 
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