Blank
Blank
When you leave the imprints of the arrogance
On the walls of ecstasy.
And then try deriving the essence of honey sugar and fruit plants.
When you want to know about things,
And start dreaming about the stuff.
When you leave the world and stop blaming others.
The derivations and the crazy self of yours altogether,
Create things different and unusual.
The love and the sight all feels miserable.
It is a story and a tale.