Severed from him,
In the grave gaps Iโ€™m trapped
The jagged moon rock drags jet black
Like the color of his hair, that my fingers will never wrap
Death…oh woe…the psyche shivers;
So they poured shellac
Bottled away in this thymus madhouse
Anguish is my noun

Earthly voids & Spiritual quest

Renewed in Yantra

Before in a way, Iโ€™ve been dying to be reinvented
But Iโ€™ll settle and wait in the hedged maze
Because the real cause is living for a miraculous effect

As I open my heart towards the sky,
A lark locks with my eyes
And I know one day soon
The End Game โ€”

Out of the park,
Iโ€™ll vanish from this borrowed time
Like a blink of an eye
Sifted through a sieve of light
By the archiver โ€” the keeper of light
Merciful Hara,
Will come racing like a true knight
Behold his holiness,
I sip through his eyes the nectar
To be spun into a love design
And merge back into Bindu