Amidst the noise thee felt that pull
A signal from Heaven to Conscience
Some inner-worlds are rotten dull
Facts and texts are not ‘science’.
Saint or Villain ,the Heart decide
Skipped thee Underworld and Darkside.
Thee trust the all save thou passion
Need not lecture, just the vision.
That true light is in your ambitions
Never you stop asking for reasons
Advanced instincts and stupid mind
Where can all souls I find.
If you wish no more than your suffice,
Then why so much greed and so much sacrifice.
You want a lot and also none
You are the Coldness and the Sun