SUPREME

Oh Lord!
Thou my Trust and my Strength!
To walk alone on this long Trip
As always I be myself
To battle with ills and Evils!
As Thee my Side and my Arms
And merely with Thy Trust
My heartiness is built!
I am not fearful
As those filled up with ills
And to play with others’ State!
I am not fearful
To lose the false Fames
Nor to gain Any!
I am entirely Content
For Thee being on Me!
And filled up with I Desire!
So my soul to Disinfect!
And My World to Flourish!

A STAND

A Society of Perspective
Wishing with justice and fairness
A Stand with high Hold!
With a keen to demolish the ills
But a crowd with little aware
Footing in to boost up the evils!
Some fearful with own shrewd acts
And pleasing amass to destroy the good!
As long as the power with irrational hold
Can fool and persuade the crowd
But those terrified by close alarms!
To loose the crowd at some point
As they will be informed in the end
The Genuine and Authentic for Amass!

WORSHIP

The Pagoda underneath the Mountain!
A disciple walking with high exhilaration
Though a difficult route to Sigh!
And a little entrance to blow inside
Just disenchantment for a longing devotee!
With all Passion to offer to the Holy
And to ring the Bell of Spirit!
Along Chaos prior stepping In
Since exhausted heavily on the way
Albeit a path of Eternity!
And a Spot of Bliss and Tear!

The REWARD

The heavenly Shadow!
Embedded at its Base
And its limpidness!
To hold with delights
A space for housing the Conviction!
And raising Vitality for one’s drive
But a high Price to repay the Evils!
The hardest attempt of time
To sensitize self worthless!
Simply for securing a Esteem
Albeit a hope with Prayer
The Lord to comprehend the Purity!