An Emotion
An Emotion
Romance and reality were alien to me during my barbarous youth forever.
Now I discriminate between the two aspects carefully pondering over.
Human life is an archive of facts and dreams
A consideration between conscience and whims.
A discerning insight for living estimates the conscience
But a mundane enjoyment of living nourishes the craving for whimsical choice
Many men come many men go playing the wordly games of shade and light.
Inside the revolving globe, I am a meager older particle
Trying for self-survival since my dependant puberty to responsible senior citizenship with an unexpected miracle.
Trusting upon the invisible power of God now I long for a peaceful paradise on the globe
Awaiting for the judgment of Him up to my date of expiry to be a statue dressed in a human qualitative robe.