Human Infatuation Poem by Azitej Anand

Closeness is what,
  Where your expectation is zero;
Where you act as a solvent,
  and so calmness that you dissolve all insolent:

The negativity that hinders you,
 Is what an oil film;
Humanity sword is to measure the cold blood,
 Work on your piercing word:

Perfection is an essence of giving,
Is what that ignores attachment;
That liberate shackels,
Of being adding sourness with humanity pickels:

Happiness that float,
Like lather exist for some time to carry impurties;
Embark of being lightness,
 What you feel here is the real human brightness:


Bubbles adhere seven colours,
 The world with seven fame; ĺ
Pride, envy, gluttony, wrath, lust,
  greed and sloth are our deadly sin,
  are the ways to swim with materialstic fin:

Love and acceptance,
 Is the reality of survival:
To dominate the humanity infatuation should be bold,
Shower the rain from the patriarchal cloud: