More than Words !

Consecutively, when the world gets high, I see hearts going down and cry, And when things starts going damn well, They pull you down and call it a fair game! Summoned in the darkness of beauty, the pay back of the convinced worldly duty, hunting wolves, searching every inch of you, building the momentum getting you through!

And slowly when the  light moves into you, you feel you have been cheated all along, washed up from the water of forbidden land, you feel crushed to the desires that are doomed! Where does the survival of bonding lies on? and who knows? Even the cared me seems to be down the road, and who cares ? But by and by as you categorize the terms, it seems impossible to be gone, then the one we saw round and round, who is laying down in the ground ? Importantly, who is that who is down the groundless ground?

The then converts to now, the now converts to then, its not about where and when, everything changing, the Final Game ! The up resides in the down, the down resides in the up, but where is the up and where is the DOWN ? Life creating the life itself, death dissolving the death itself, what is the addition leading to the self, death, actually being the life of the non living self ! Conversion of the energy, life full with all flowing synergy, the nature playing its game, hidden from me and the rest !

Titans are not of shape, but the beauty of inclined sharpness ! Hidden somewhere in the heart, they have the most brightest lightness ! And beyond the boundary line, they are not known to the worldly cunningness ! As they are built with the softness of heart, they have acquired enough of the greatness ! What can the world know of them, the most advanced forms of the sophisticated self ! As I see from the peak view of my soul, i can see them with beautiful heart,                          smiling with their whole life !