Let me get awaken
from deepest slumber
when I’m strolling
with open eyes
but my soul is dormant
unable to access
language of soul.
When my soul is fabricated
with melancholic dress
the pungent smokes are over ride
with callousness and darkness
then you come and bless me
to let me see the world with closed eyes
the stupidity and narrowness of life
and have made it worst than hell.
I wish to see with my closed eyes
cascading flow of pains and sorrows
so as to purify with my sacred soul
to bring joys and happiness
for universal life.