Claiming the universe to be mine,
I was born one day.
I hugged the land,
Some squandered thoughts, beliefs.
I belonged to the sun and the moon,
Yet, I yearned for more light.
Sane vanity I perceived.
I knew the picture was skewed.
Royal channels of faith,
I found scattered among the distressed
Appeal and Charm grew on me.
I shunned the stray.
I saw different worlds in an eye.
I saw different faces in the mirror
Breathes grew shorter, faster.
Solace ripened and wasted away.
Time healed the injured, the hurt.
They ran again.
They wanted to sleep
They wanted to rise.
It is an endless journey, I noticed.
It’s all about building the nerve.
It’s all about hugging the land,
Some squandered thoughts, beliefs.
It’s all about claiming the universe.
Like, it was, the day I was born.
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