Commitments have no territory
Spare of days are stooped
Profound vision is soften now
Love is the parity of life
Truth is narrow in all sense
It will ravage if no justice
Burst as suit is not capable for that
Scuffle is just a miracle in its sense
Dharma is the enlighten of self
That stood for the truth
It won’t flee as time pass
Only belt to the thrust of life
Triplets of life are in conscious way
A prim to the self and, way to the lord
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