Crossing tones with conscious rhythms,
Letting hide the selfish pride,
I see the eyes of widened truth,
But feel the shackles of deceit,
A calming scene I paint as-well,
Engaging and indulging you,
Catching tails-you play your game,
Fulfill your pride, I'll gain defeat,
Wearing inane jewels of valor,
Flaunting wins before the Sun,
Could we not let go these games,
And joined, feel the spinning Universe,
Monday, May 4, 2009
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