RAGE
(II)

Let the forest burn with uncontrolled rage
Till the muffled screams of a newborn calm it,
Let the scream of the winds
Be like a tornado
Striking the depth of self belief and perishing,
The confidence is unshakable
As the body prepares for infinity
To rise and give me
The wisdom of the eternal,
Raise the mind and the spirit shall bow
To the burden of unwanted agonies,
Where the long stream flows into uncharted territories
Where the mind rises above tumult
In the wake of distant assurances,
And the eyes wake up to a sudden dawn,
The intensity of the night shall be unstoppable
Calm me in the utter firepower
Try to stop me life and I shall not give into the
The normalcy of the spirit,
Rekindle it with the flames
And the mediocre shall rise
And rising shall transcend
And the transcending shall reach zenith,
Stop me and you are playing with fire
When  the calm returns
Like the flight of the bird
With burning wings,
The flight of desire
And the sky shall be conquered
And bow to the fire of ambition
Undeterred by rising noses.

~ Ritesh ~

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