It’s an unique sense that plays Two roles in our tenancy days, Which admiringly touch our soul rays In both flattering & deadly ways, With a glamourous face Or a face with a puzzled maze.

It's stiff & bitter to solve a puzzled maze Where feelings are part of a quick race, Called “Life” with limited time & space Also, it's a framed chase, Of feelings, sense & Life fates With zero-thinking gates.

This plays a lot as there are zero gates To lead our mind to the destined place, By waiting until the rightful date Come to enjoy deeper at it’s the best taste, As feelings do have a natural phase In this all-rounding life base.

People judge our all rounding life-base And state that discipline is the only great, Rule to control feelings, but my mate By looking at the outer shape, Without observing the inner suitcase You can’t see what our heart weighs.

Hard to explain what our heart weighs If so then there will be weepy essays, In tons of books with frustrating surveys On the topic of seasonal delays, Like how adorable grace Tolerated Mali’s odd & time change.

Literally with the odd & time change And with the maturity & growing age, Our souls will be converted to a solid range And to a rock type, which will react really strange, To those flattering & deadly feelings exchange.

Beyond the maps Where legends dwell, I ventured into the unknown With curious hard beats.

Among numerous islands I found a tropical ground, With solitary hunter-gathers
Who celebrates their isle life.

It's fabulous & incredible To view from their spiritual perspective, With simplicity & personal pride Which is new to modern mortal sights.

Though sources state They aren't formulated in communal ways, However, they are the great Souls with strong spiritual essence.

Modernity would be so potential If it's being assorted with forest-dwelling, And simple humanity With zero greedy.

Flame & fire are two things Which appears in two coils & rings Of combustion & explosive strings But there are dissimilar strings Of these two combined wings Where flame is much visible since The fire is hidden & powerful than all kings

Sometimes I really miss that quite place Where I found my inner phase, Of self-love, & respect in my heart space With the faith to represent my own face.

It's all about the Holy Bible Which shows the God’s life cycle, With that special vital To follow Lord’s path & title.

The feeling of relaxation Gives me the power to feel the inspiration, Which absorbs my sensation To deeper with a specific destination.

Always grateful for the essence And for the absolute pleasance, Which marks god’s presence In the evening eucharistic mass session.

Hope, Hope & Hope Always why do you become my rope, To hang on & feel the slope In my life without refusing & saying nope.

Sometimes all I want is you Where you built really new, Fresh dreams for me in a long queue Where, Hope without you my dreams are truly blue.

The discomfort & pain I do feel After figuring out that I have to deal, With my real life without you like a reel As to show off the society that I am healed.

Periodically speaking with you Makes me glad for a few, Minutes, but from before my heart knew That my suspicions are more mighty tru.

I suspected that you would go After setting me down & low, But didn't assumed that my tear flow Would be more speedy from row to row.

Time flies & hearts reverse And that's the spirit of the massive universe, But never thought that this would be worse In my life, in any case of a curse.

Love is the lie that keeps us alive By feeling it for the entire life But it's quite difficult to survive Knowing that it's a real lie

Love creates a hope And it gives us a rope To hang on & it evokes A new person within our heart sloop

Though it's a lie it energizes Our whole soul & it mesmerizes The real romance as it is & paralyzes People when the truth is revealed & with pressurizes…

If your hand could reach inside my heart, What would you do with it? I know for sure you will start Connecting your devoted spirit With mine, as you know the art Of shaping pretty hearts that exist On Earth, without shattering them apart

But not sure whether you will take out Your petal hands from my soul As my feelings for you are so mean, loud And promising in each & every hole In my whole body which sound Romanticism after when you stole My heart & love in other way around…

Just an one page in my life Make me to see everything as high With full of suprising dreamy nights Was the reason for me to survive

Its true that time waits for no one, I thought that you will wait for me to done But anyhow anyday I will be done With the flash bookmark of your run

Your run tells me how people are Staring at beautiful little stars But I wont let my feelings to sacre Because of a useless curvo guitar

His twinkle eyes Which made me realize I deserved to be loved & to rise From my blue dream which had so many lies

His pretty smile Which opened my heart file By enabling me to walk far more than a mile With the view of his smile & style

Which is unfortunately out of reach