Far end nothing visible
except dark...
nearing yet riding on the wave
wave of life infinite
trying to catch hold the rein of a white horse
if you hang on this metaphor
clearly explained would make you understood
white matches with the color of soul
as we feel many times....
I not a body confined
I the soul confined within body
and body needs charge to ignite
to melt with inner conflict
when conflict paramount
to diminish bodily feelings
just at the point of liquid eruption
the solid state transforms
we get our emancipation to be
the last monarch of global things
and horse represents soul
to make dark stupid the blunt non-entity
simply to dictate
dark
is nothing
strictly the absence of light!
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