Words From Inner Poem by shusil kharel

I am a fakir on earth.
I am the only child of lust.
Journey is not only birth and death
Sadness and happiness are all illusions

There is no regrets in the present.
My existence is because of you.
Whatever happens, it is your grace.
There is no word, only bow down to this

Meditation and knowledge and love
Hun my support base yum
If nothing is here, I am a fakir.
I am a viewer of the passenger life

I am having fun
I am drowning in words.
I am roaming around the universe depending on yoga.

Nobody is here nothing
I know is illusion only
This illusion has no use.
Let's see what happens, it's not sticking.

Living in or outside the universe
Dream, I want this world to wake up.
Trying to drown in the death of immortal.
I am searching for life in the particle of the present.

Only writing makes me feel like feeling here.
What is this, but how will it end here?
I am becoming an unknown merger.
Me medium only for feeling on earth