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In the Battlefield

Some times the world appears so significant

More significant it appears, "me" in such a World

I love the games where there is a downfall

Heart crushed and crest fallen,


When temptations seems to take a upper hand

A subtle smiles opens my heart.

Every time my vulnerabilities are exposed

A new heart blooms in me


As a snake grows unsheathing his skin

So do I undressing my false dress of desires

I touch the deepest recess of my being

When my very identity is mocked at and humiliated


Silence lutes heaven’s melodies

While I can see thru’ me, my ‘self’

Glasses that makes this World

Arranged so in line of perfection and imperfection;


In them, At will, Light plays the hide and seek!

In the chaos, in the debris, in the imperfection

My light shines better!

Oh Guilt! Are not you the cause in hurry-

For the best weapons are wielded against treachery?


Flames of seeking gather storm!

Is not the purpose of the light realized better in darkness?

This is a fire of faith eternally raging in heat & light

This is an ocean of devotion verily quenching and sustaining

An endless game of an Eternal warrior

Where Victory is not the sign of Victorious.


It's all about playing.. playing it well

to the full, to the horizon!

but never to the brim, ever flowing in every direction!

In every color & shape, forming and deforming.

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