Thy craze of vastness, have
Eyes of thousand galaxies
Many visions of sun's golden heart
throb inside my lubricant dreams
Melody of all moon's silvery nights
Dismount the skies highest stars;
To croon a soothing air by my ears
that quaver my warbling lips
Like an inertness, that
Surrounds the vacuum inside the bulb
I meander my life's tenure, unresponsive
to a greater light that augur thy move
That which govern a bigger chalice
full of nectar to the brim;
Truce my passionate desire
to unshackle the 'self' in true freedom
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