The river is dying,
though, the quench of my thirst is not satisfying.
I want to roll into the deep sea,
where the angels will keep me alive,
amidst the high waves of the ocean.
Then also i feel myself lonely,
in the ecstasy of love and pain,
within the walls of my unfamed reign.
I can conquer the world,
with the desire to succeed,
but what keeps me far apart,
is the untrue mind of human breed.
People are crazy,
they roll into shapes,
but the sculpted face which i am condoled with is the “human race”

I don't know why but stuck between career and love, it came to my mind and i blogged it !