Sun is still shining here for you
But you are shunned away from light
With your scorching soul inside,
For searching light in darkness.
Wind blowing from moutains and leaving,
The fragrance of flowers in land,
But your nostrils are being stuffed
With the rotten-eggs of rage.
Clouds are wandering in the trackless sky,
Sending his envoy-rainbow
To aware you that, there's a rain awaits you
To glorify your barren land,
To flow the sources of love through your mind.
But your eyes are still in the sea of pride.
And the prowess of your palms are plumpered With dumb of sin.
Oh, you're walking into an abysm of sin.
I PRAY THEE,
Open your eyes,
Sow the seed of love in your mind.
Ripen the good fruits of soul in your mind.
The good fruits of Love and Peace
The good fruits of Joy and Longsuffering,
The good fruits of Gentleness and Goodness,
The good fruits of Faith,
The good fruits of Meekness and Temperance.
There's a day comes
That day will come for sure
That may be a last day for you
Or will be a sad day for us, if we live this way.
That day will be counting the good fruits
In your heart's barn by the hands of God,
And you must have atleast one Good fruit,
Of soul in your hand in that unpredictable day,
Unless you'll eat the evil fruits of a nadir.
Where no one will accompany you.
None will be on your side to save you
No one will hear your lamentation
So Open Your Eyes,
Collect the Good Fruits of Soul.
Love each other as long as you live here
VIPINS PUTHOORAN
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