The two eyes set with a vision so low, 

Can never be opportune to see 

The distant vibrant rainbow. 

Hence, the haze;

And far is the paradise 

Which a mind unequipped 

May hardly realise.

The agony, the worry, 

That you seem to see. 

Is not the reality and my soul is free.

The vices that grip your heart and mind. 

The consciousness that you have is not aligned,

With the right thought and right mind. 

And so you think and assume,

All that's not right.

Creep inside, to find some insight

May you find the logic behind, 

That never is a burden, a burden so heavy 

That may sink you terribly.

'The creator is there for some hand holding...'

And remember, life is never a punishment and a scolding.

Observe keenly, wait and hold.

Maybe you will find that the bold,

Is one who vanishes vulnerability,

Demolishes the cluttered thoughts.

Break the stereotype,

Enjoy life and there are miles to go!