THE WORLD INSIDE THE WORLD.

When we met happiness.
Our minds were blunt.
Our teeth weren’t sharp enough,
to chew the cakes of our desires.
Though, love was in the air.
The love of sorrowful pleasure.
Two days ago, we started.
And yesterday, we dined together.
But today, we shared that mutual love of understanding.
For the BEAUTY is the god of us,
where the Supreme Artist governs.
HE had apportioned us two by two,
of different and of the same sex.
That we may go dance in accordance to his will alone.
Dead yet lives in our hearts and souls.
The imperfect soul.
call it, THE IDEAL SOUL.
That our stroke of dull notes
would abide in thy centre.
Let us be active, for those who are dull,
so that the aqua of life may reign from heaven upon us.

I AM HIMSELF.
So, says me.
It should be this way,
so that thy desires of countless beauties, would desire thee forever.

I make no pronunciation.
For my lips are sealed from the common world.
Please, hate me not.
For it is just for a time being.
In joyous celebrations and callous endowment.
I speak of peace and success.

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