life is brutal, life is not about something to rest
yet the grave is not its goal
happiness is on the way at slowest
after a time it would heal your soul.

in the world's broad field of battle,
in the topsy-turvy of life
be not like dumb to down settle
be a super power in the strife

no one is perfect, no one is angelic
angels were much before turned into devils into Satan
filth of greed speaks over the truth,
hold on, the way to hell is far shorter than that of heaven.
it's not a race of being contented
but it's something that inner soul could bring up sanctity
be up and doing and stay adapted
for the sake of humanity.

sick of old memories,
grieving over that people left you away
give a shot and try some new self-developed theories
like a diamond in the rough, be at bay
from all filth, even the darkest hour has only sixty minutes
today is the day not yours
trust it, do not fix your limits
its yet to begin an era through life's hues

long for shadow in the dark
yearn for truth in the lies
hanker after love in the whirlpool of nights
all dreams are cryptically lingered in the eyes
sad for goofs resulted to what is been lost
be  remembered when you passed on cloud nine
be an initiator and life is fine.