a solute am I
melting into the solvent
my thoughts dissolve
into the Ocean of your love
my questions
and quests
my ideas
and my tests
all vapourize
finally I am dead alive;
When I reached the end point
at the verge of the mountain peak
I could either commit suicide
or hang upon painfully decided
I was wondering which way to go
to commercialise my life
or come to an end of all strifes
you gave me the hand that I needed
and garb to save me from sickening mob greedy
you gave me the courage to go on
and I dissolved into your safety
no more resolves, no more reserves
I surrender to the almighty's immense pleasures.
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