Circulations of time stop who could

Atrocity of present: aloof who could?

Fight with flesh and blood: who could?

Slave of circle all is laid; free who could?

Boundaries of life, cross who could?

Living why we are, find who could?

Cassette of life, thy tape rewind who could?

There are possibilities, avail who could?

Yes, O’ sluggish life!

There are those dying for thee

There may be one you die to see

There are those, dying stubborn

Here one, there two, nowhere someone

Eligible and strong.

Thou die! One dies! All die! None

Live none; let live happy no one

Laugh artificial stupid happy one; Pretender

What to laugh; concave seldom laugh

Thy laughter is shallow, a touch of cry

It imply

Happiness is nothing but phantom

Little hope for thee: Dying on random

Not let thee breath, so sad!

The valley is wide open to eat happiness

Full of suffocation.

O butterfly thy colours intoxicate my soul

Catch her once, colour remain seldom

Princess of eye depart in a blink of eye

Lily withered with a blow of wind—harsh thought

Winter opens the wounds to rot

In us peace is sought.

The most sensitive of all watches

Stunned to tongues, stoned orbs peer

The world is Beauty: Beauty perish

Thou decay O’ world! I need thee not

Bounty of nature call me: little moth

Glitter! Oh! Please glitter around me! Lost

Darkness thou blind witch, I hate thee

Thou capture innocents, thou sloth

Tearing ears sleety silence

Terrible, motionless, though gnaw me toe-top

So white and cold thy image, I shudder

I    have been facing fear, long and last years

When reached at climax, everything alter

Binary opposition working here; change me all

   If thou could dare

Collecting all courage, Now resolute I stand.