Crave and Carve

Heard from many voices, Asking for the place, the soul dwells! However, folk can be seen in queue, crashed and out of thoughts, to get a cue. How can a human search for,  "Happiness" outside the world? When he himself is happy to, be called as originator of this word. Identical to it! Roaming eyes. Saw some conscious hearts, searching for soul. Lemme me simplify by, Emphasizing, the basic nature, Of the soul is Being Conscious.

Work done for HIS satisfaction, Derives you away from sensual distraction. Try to key yourself to humanity, Be the voice of natural reality. Contrarily, countless are wandering, Pretending to be seen as prospering. As, Arjuna's faith in Him, Insisted Him, to be charioteer.    

If I chose white to write, Request not to consider, My words are quiet, Filled with qualities, Shows its Divinity. Again, if you ask me, Why to chose write to write. Allow me to lend my words, let it reach to your heart deepest. I simply! Took this to make sure, For the upcoming change. With this final mark, Let the roads drive you, Let your light to spark, The real light of lights.   "As shades of life,             Are more in terms with White."

                                                                       Dreams with a Key Dream, my dream, oh! dancing, With the power of my deeds.  You face the darkest clouds, But long after victoriously come out. wishes not to stay in thought's prison, hopes to fulfill every mission. Leading again, sleepless night, Words stop inside, might. 'Cause the silent thunder, Was taking the charge to wonder. With this call from heart, Dim lights set apart. My pen snatched these emotions, Further, told it to the paper. while voices of rejection, me about to hamper. The dark jungles as they created, Forced me to be fearful. With echos of existence of two, Darker was lightened by moon. They made us to follow the dream, Surely they will come true. Being in the right stream, Gushing it through.