Let me not fall a victim to the flattery of the lips
That raises the ego to erase the fruits of humility
Let not the words make me feel jealous of self
The words praise but praise not
Soothe but soothe not
Who knows the agony of my heart?
That beats on the drums of destiny
The sound that overlaps all the throbs,
With an episode enclosed in its core
Each throb throbbing to hear the next
From the encyclopedia of my breaths
That forms a link to connect life to death
To live in yet another world,
Tranquil and serene, without ebbs and tides
With a rhythmic everlasting breath
Never to die
But to live forever in peace till eternity.
