Adulation

I didn’t adulate my life,

Just consider it,

A sharp long pointed knife.

I always concentrated on the sorrow,

Didn’t notice that

It was making me hollow.

Always thought that life was a snipe.

Gave me horrors,

That I didn’t get it to summarize.

The tensions got me to stupefied,

Had no objectives,

That made me horrified.

When I was in condition of sagged,

By all the good memories,

I was being dragged

I slept that night,

And saw in my dream,

Saw on first sight,

It was not clean

I saw in universe a pretty yin,

Which made me smile

And I was all grins.

I saw in my life all black & white,

Never say some grey

Because it was not in sight.

Now I know that

The tonic is in me.

Just seeing the worst

I was so grisly.

When my life is in crescendo,

I just ignore it, or

By contentment it loses in tae-kwon-do.

Now I know, that

I adulated my life…

So, I treat it as an erudite.

Way to the core

Is not so erratic’

It will not be inflicting

If thoughts are aristocratic.