God have fate too,
Some of them live in golden house,
Some in golden hearts,
For I don't have golden shelter,
And Always wish to be with golden heart,
Where love is subtle,
Wind so pure,
Where innocence lives,
Yet cognizance grows,
Where u have few friends but bond so strong ,
You call just one and all of them shows,
The darker the night be ,
I will follow the trail with farthest light,
Where hope is meager but courage so bright,
For We blame God for his own fate ,
His abode is not golden cage,
It's one with golden heart,
Endless possibilities, fathomless love,
And now we know God have fate too ...
Where love is subtle,
Wind so pure,
Where innocence lives,
Yet cognizance grows.

If your dead soul still breathing, you can bring it to life,
For find a passion to live, else your dead soul will soon die,
To all those with lame excuses:-there is no time,
Ask someone fighting with metastasis stage,
Before committing this crime-there is still no time,
A good time to start good is NOW-so why do you cry,
If your dead soul still breathing, you can still bring it to life,
For find a passion to live, else your dead soul will soon die….