Thou art emperor of wonderful seven planets,
thy infinite power and might,
sufficient to incapacitate this infinitesimal world.
Ye that mould every man, each
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The longings of lilies of love on my lips
My heart is sowed with sizzling songs
Songs of sonorous sounds of affection
Affection for my friends full with fond
...
The Him In Me
Thou art emperor of wonderful seven planets,
thy infinite power and might,
sufficient to incapacitate this infinitesimal world.
Ye that mould every man, each
with its natural and impactful form,
plants and animals, each with its glorious and meritorious form,
are thy handiwork.
Who Am I To Extol Thee?
Infallible Spirit, Invincible Being,
mistakes/goofs stand not in your domain,
legions have no terrain in thy TERRITORY,
savant-inept lucifer impugn,
to vie for your inaccessible throne,
but dungeon he found himself,
and haunted with drudgery,
When man down in dumps,
felt he is a porter of all sorrows,
a carrier of all sadness,
thou in thy plethora mercies,
returns to its marrow, a surge of fervor
and happiness in all happenstances,
The imbecile in its docility,
babbles a song to laud thy appreciable works.
The maniac in its psychotic mannerism,
gabbles a praise to credit your commendable tasks.
Filthiness all over me as a man,
but thou pasteurize me immensely in estuary river.
Never judge based on the look one externalizes but rather the true behaviour one exudes
Bigger accomplishments come with bigger risks, that's the only actual way you can actually actualize your dreams
This is really fascinating