Love; lingers out of the question
my exterior pulsating atonement
yearning to see harmony;
I give my heart, soul.
What can man do by his-self?
My desires please our SUPREME
so I gift my life
working without temptations.
I shall remain like the
precious lotus; untouched
by the worlds weakness
untouched by false piety.
Like God's pendulum counts time
replenishing infinity
I shall work for salvation
disconnected from failures.
Like the beautiful flower
upon the water's of life.
(Untouched)





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