Breaking from them to
find who I was, seeing there...
We argue to learn.
Owing to our argument...
How my soul could learn
right from wrong if it isn't me...
Right there
garden unfurls itself...
These weapons are made
with bad intents otherwise...
Amid the battles
samurais unleash their death...
I am alive though
life is a party I've been...
Fear has slithered into my bones
I am nothing but a rotten corpse...
There isn’t any time,
there is only the zero of “now...
It's not healthy, I know it's not,
to wish the world was faced with...
Youthful aspirations hold
the world in pristine hands...
Anything that makes a sound
is a product of Creation...