Dancing with the Universe

We are all corrupt by nature's way
Igniting the realm of the underworld.
Spitting onto purity and unleashing guilty pleasures.
Abolishing the inner child of attaining impossibility.

Words are spread though the minds of selfish blood.
Far more worse than a river flood.
Unsteady patterns of the human kind.
This makes the world harder to bind.

Forces of discipline are measured by sense.
Crushed by government, their power is immense.
A single thought can change our will.
Obstruct it and our path maybe ill.

Attain the radiation of nature's glow.
Acquire it and let it grow.
Building it will be slow,
Its all the more necessary for you to flow.

Recorded Sins

Minds were dispersed when the universe was born.
Now they're lost, now they're torn.
Instincts emerge right from birth.
Unleash your instincts and there would be hell on earth.

Violence might be an admired perception.
The view of an altered man's deception.
Traveling and searching for truth in a world where reality is insane. 
Some follow but others are plain.

The abolition of the weak  for a greater mind.
Trying to change the path of mankind.
Erasing our fears and blocking our means to do right.
Like a new born man without sight.

Guilt is recorded and erased by the strong.
The weak is swallowed knowing right from wrong.
Violate the memory and you shall question your deeds.
Erase all the memory and you shall have no needs.

Confined to your Mortal Gods

Sounds from your soul may disgust your God.
All of them stop but you are odd.
You keep pushing further till you fall.
You are small yet you stand tall.

Beneath their feet we lay.
Rotting and gasping for fresh air.
Grinning and laughing with their awkward stare.
Why are we chained by their selfish thought?
Is it our destiny to follow them and rot?

Gaze upon the sky and tear through the universe.
There is no limit to life or labor.
The one who supports is your savior.
The one who oppose is your tamer.

Inspiration can be drawn from ourselves.
Follow the road ahead and do not stop for them.
The more you move, the more you can see.
Prevail in the existence which you are supposed to be.

Honor Your Sculptor

Open your eyes and you will see.
Friends and foes are conspiracies.
Sharing and caring will make a smile.
For the joy of satisfaction once  in a while.

It all ends when opportunities arise.
Stabbing the bond with miseries and lies.
For there is no honor in the history you shared.
No love for the people who brought you there!

We seek only greatness in our lives.
The excuse, for cowards and prejudice wives.
Where is greatness without the rise of honor?
Where is love without the rise of sacrifice?

There is more to  human than selfish goals.
Calm and quiet like how the stream flows.
Wash away those fake tears of demise.
Cause your all demons without eyes.

Generation of No Reaization

There are places to go, people to visit, and spirits to release.
A drug filled world we live in, never free.
The chances of survival are south bound towards our inner self.
Will we ever know ourselves in time?

Measured creatures  running about, not knowing where they stand.
Power is easily attainable, at the palm of our hand.
Shifting universes and blinking stars shows the picture of an unnatural object.
The blood filled human will eat his soul, unaware of his rightful goal.

We are yet to reveal the true identity of our form.
Complexities are increasing in our minds for no reason.
Simple ways are no more and the up rise of unwanted intelligence has no end.
Existence is a straight path but it is we who create the steps and bends.

Spoiled sadistic minds grow ever darker as we grow old.
Always following what we were told.
Reasoning does not help on earth.
Self realization occurs only at birth!

Betrayed by our Selfish Instinct

Angered by the selfish instinct that instills in our mind.
Shower it upon the child of the lesser blind.
The feeble tends to move into fear and forced upon regrets.
Sorrows expressed through their blood given assets.

Always looked down upon in the system that cares for us.
Well being is never established in a stubborn society.
It only rots until self realization of goals are attained.
It happens when our minds are restrained!

Good and evil are words of the same game.
We know not who to blame.
The powerful put the needy to shame.
Then  the powerful rise with fame!

Existence is never made to be followed.
It is they who cage us in our luscious open fields.
They who guard us from the depth of our dreams.
They who betrayed us from our right to live!

Limits of No Limits

There are leagues and then there are steps which you take.
There is space and then there are boundaries.
We feel like moving,
Out of this world,
Out of this place,
Grabbing onto objects while you chase.

Think deep and  thoughts are always true.
Some look up, as they have no clue.
There are shapes which fit your order.
Piled up memories with disorder.

Expressive words of selfish desires.
The one who spills,
No one admires.
A glance of fate is all you got.
A sign of hope till you rot.

It is not done by evil deeds.
Priority of our motives and needs.
Limit and limitless ideas of design.
It all doesn't matter as long as it's mine.

We are all part of a big scheme.
Someone watching over us to annihilate our dreams.
Someone telling us where to draw the line.
Erase the thought, and you shall shine!

Greater than the Bold

Diminishing thoughts of dreamed goals.
Wishing if you could escape into the open.
Vivid mind erased by societies rising power.
Destroying bridges when its half made.
Hopes and dreams fade.

Greatness comes after being thrashed and shoved.
It doesn't matter if you are loved.
It goes against the brick you stand on.
It goes for the rope to hang on.

Truth in judgment are blocked by the ones we care.
They lead us in a path which is unfair.
Fools follow this path of delusional bliss,
Wondering if their glory has arrived.
Achievements of no meaning,  making them feel important and blind.

Look away from those who detour your route.
Follow your mind in the world of greatness.
Fill it with the true meaning of destiny!
Even though society is against you and me.

Sorrows of an Unwanted Outcast

Sacred tears wash my forgiving eyes,
When you have to make yourself laugh to stop yourself from crying
Emotions of abundant rage and tolerance
With so much of violence, so much of pain,
So much of anger dedicated in your brain.

There is no choice but to depend on yourself,
Untrustworthy people stored upon the bookshelf.
No one to wash away the miseries and memories.
Only the whistle of the breeze and trees.

Struggles and sorrows are all part of your goal.
Cowards have no direction , only paths which they stole.
Enemies which pushes you away.
Watching you as you turn weak.
Waiting for you to become their prey.

Devote yourself to the true color of your eyes.
The beauty which is clear as the skies.
Do not be mislead by fools or Gods.
Follow the path of the north star.
Do not be ashamed of who you truly are!

Path of a Righteous Mind

The ultimate price of pain is when your killed through pleasure.
Miseries collided into a barrier filled with shocks and sorrows.
Let your own soul not know the burden you carry,
For it is a very heavy load.

Depression leads to tears of oppression and rebellion.
Let them not stand in your way,
For it is they, who have freed the monster buried beneath your soul!
It is they , who pleasured you with hopes and goals.

A quick rain of thought and you gaze at yourself with spiritual eyes.
What are you becoming............?
You must move forward and end their lies.
The violence must be controlled through swirls of vortexes in your head
It should be silently approached instead.

Your own path shall save lives!
Your own path shall help lives!
Your own path shall inspire lives!