In my limited thinking of mine,

Life assumes tricky positions depending on our sensitivity. Sometimes I feel so sad looking at what we are living up to this date.
The hope of love and admiration draws the attention to reject and shatter our own creation and forget whether to continue or to stop. But it appears to be so difficult for us to impart our negligence.
In the laws of cause and condition, no one can reject or accept as we wish and surprisingly no one created it. A mystery neither seen nor unknown to us. Our hearts but solid ice cannot melt unless the warmth of the blazing sun heats up slowly saying too late for us.
So a time like this happen to you and me, and we do not know what was past and where the future lies. Let's
do not regret this fading shine that came to us, it's not yours, not mine.
We are already somewhere somehow. Maybe I dream. A breeding ground for all our pain. Now harvesting what is cultivated for soo long.
But we cannot wake up suddenly and reject because we are in deep love hallucinating endlessly for what we have been clinging to.
Simply rewinding and recognizing as a dream full of illusion cuts and uproot what is being deeply rooted in our fertile consciences.
As the great master advises that there is nothing to recognize without compromising the simplicity of what we dreamt of. Sky like vastness, no words can match their wisdom.I deprived of any knowledge wandering in the dreams of immeasurable times has written something out of worms point of view from the mud of my house.

THANK YOU.....