I finally found d' reason for living. It’s in giving every part of my heart to Him. And all that I do every word that I say. I’ll be giving my all just for Him. We were d' reason that He gave His life. We were d' reason that He suffered & died.
I am all in one individual. I can do everything and I believe I have what it takes to be the best writer in the whole world.
I iintend to reserve this special day
In writing my most favorable poetic hay
To unsieze my undying haughty lie
And unfold sewed miseries to a brighten dye
Outsourcing soliloquy in its spacious reign
Hampering gadflies through magic bottle of divine wine
Spending much of the time in castle climb
Allowing oneself in soaring not just for a while
But, to strangulate joy from time to time
In letting go of depression for a lifetime
Sprinkling God’s gift while reaching the summit point
Ramifying talents; producing wisdom to commit
Realizing significance in each aspect I’m align
Graving the thriving strife in inner crime
Concluding for every field I may be entwine
Sparkling unsurpassable “something in me” will forever shine
Feeling numb in terrifying remiss brought by flock of bees
Bestowing bravery for each jeer of refuting beasts
Praying for an ally to get rid this “gaff of loneliness”
To weave gangplank for my dearest dream of restlessness
Sniffling a spy by the courting bay
Waiting for an inmate to bring brilliance greater than sun’s ray
Wishing this intention would be finally real
Not just a dream of hallucination, oh God! Let’s make a deal
For I will forever long for this pretty realm,
Though I knew, it is impossible even for a short film.
Still, I would wait for a week or two, a month after, and even for each quarter of years.
For a moment when I will embrace the sanctity of always prayed Nirvana.