Dreams are beyond control
Verses are gathering solitude
Perspective started to conquer
Slant that argue in stampede
Quarrel that strapping inside

Vision that curve the thoughts
A battlefield fuming inside
Hatred scatter as seeds
That sprouts as fruitless logs
Baseless and agitating inside

Wisdom that differ in notion
Conquest that project the self
Greatness that meant in success
Greatness that hide in selfless
Ego that shatter dealings

I am not divine to be selfless
But is divine not to curse
I can quarrel inside my notions
But never break its borders
A cry of silly creature on earth! ! ! !

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SALINI NAIR

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