The I and the thy met once in the land not ordained,
Everything went like a fairytale, fro for a swing
The ogre rose to the occasion and told the princess the felt
The thy was not but her from the fresh heat, yet in her lost thoughts,
Thy feeling were thrown in the tides to the shore it never wished
The wishes rested in the peace within calmness of rush
But for long the spurt of deemed feeling went for a blaze
The suckering of the cold blaze was so torment and the burns were alive
Yet the walk over the autumn leave left with the crackles of the dried life.
And the wait of resentment was due from within
Suddenly the fresh breeze from the sea of Aladdin the trick
The ogre knew it’s now or never ever and ran ran ran
The strength of witching came from all the weakness of true lies,
The winters were barging in so was the insanity..
The coercion of letting it go was so fierce that the feelings boozed
The elasticity of the rubber was so hard on the stairs to heaven,
Pushing it hard over the might drive and oozing insanity…
The earnest thought of desires was all of the I.
The I said all that it had no thinking of looking back ever…
But the destiny had its one calmness under the sheet
The wait for the spring was all parched but yet heavenly..
The solitude of the ogre were settled down and thrown in the affluence..
Opulence of the feeling were all spread but felt its all weaved,
The thread took u place not imagined from the darkness of the rooms to
The opulence of the were miser in the self of the self and the I
Wasn’t the mere share of the feelings parched in it might not have
Or may be the I was cursed for the reason unknown…
Tracks kept on changing but the I shall have juggled in much better way..
The valley of flowers changed with the season had the smell of fragrance still realms..
Thy I was always the same insane chasing the fragrance of thy..
The ever lasting desire of the amity, reliance, chuck and onset of belongings,,
Didn’t knew any difference towards being sundry none was knew by the thy or the I…
The claims all thy’s I made was reluctantly boxed in the for selfishness…
The claims soon turned in to blames and sheer apathy towards the claim was humane..?
The distant feeling from the affinity of acquaintance was also marked vehemently
Much profound were the desires of balance in between likes and dislikes..
The thought being reckoned as coercion and acts were of the imp all had shades..
The shades which were the I’s person for the congeniality were framed and caged..
I’s remorse was to try hard and loathed the world why ??
The oscillation among the likes and dislikes showed the I the poles..
Wasn’t the mere desire of I asking him to be what he was not..
When the I’s thy felt life was not life when with thy from the inception..
The soul dreads it self was it the as thy or was it not..
The I felt chased fumbled rose and fumbled to every it every time
But the destiny had changed the routes and in the gloomy darkness..
The bare of the thy’s I lost the sight and fright
The blown had its own reason unknown till date where acts of thy was proved..
Obligation for the share of the bounty. was showed how small were the I’s acts..
The acts of closeness results in the fury of the drift,, slowly but yet it did
The blames were all mine none was all I was to be in to ..
But yet the acts of love turned in to raid of esteem, so mundane
The pride of the bond was it gone, the name was not named even once with no reasons
usual the reality of the profound dissimilarity negated the own facts..’
Crumpled all the acts of isolation and stood again for the last time..
Was showed the turn in return shall move on came the command
I shall with the obligation was all I had in me and all I would..
The I was left with all the I had and it was not the I but yet the I..
Shall rest and rest was the word with the command loud
Am not what I am thought the I came the verdict from the stars
The stars kept a watch on the I and so would the I be ordained with the I…
