Tastes like the lemon peel,
Their senses opposing feels.
Walking with impaired heels,
Or are they made of steel?
Or what appears is unreal?
Unreal because it is concealed.
Concealed to shield.
Sealing the zeal.
It is prime ,
to climb ,
to never eclipse your shine,
to feel divine,
To repel the deficient time,
To know the truth '"trying is not a crime".
To Addict to your desires and passion,
And keep loving your bottle of wine.
To Be firm as the number that doesn't looses itself even after multiplication.
What you multiply what you add, nine is a magic sign.
Hence to devour the its vibrations ,
And construct your inner self's creation.
Building iron door,
On your soul's shore.
Is not crossing the floor,
It's just gaurding diamond in your core.
The diamond that making you a saviour,
To fight the war.
Stand stronger and louder the roar.
Ego doesn't hold 'I',
But perceive the world from bird's eye.
Widening view like them and detect the love and lies.
It is the righteous love,
You show yourself to fly above.
It is a dagger, not to put an end to yourself or others,
But to gaurd your soul like a brother.
When you see a person not being nice,
They are not cold but wise.
Wiser enough to gaurd their heart from knives,
Not to hurt others ,but to heal themselves, to get stronger and live better lives.
©toofeely
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