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Tranquility
Tranquility had lay hold of me
Night is come and the beckon of nature been obeyed
I’d woke up from my peaceful rest
Why at that time I rejuvenate, I still can’t fathom
It’s a transition from the realm of dreams to reality
For truly, while at rest, consciousness know not where it was
Till at its wake back to reality
Tranquility still has lay of me
But now it’s with wakefulness and my consciousness
A thousand of my unsettled, all they yearn
Everyone of it cause for it they plead
That even while at ease, the mind is tense
As if in a cross path of a sojourn that’s far
Much been gained for unknown can’t lose
Tranquility much lying, rooted in my bone
There’s an inner being sad at the outer
Doctrines with beliefs war against reality and will
A soul not angelic, not human is at large
Yet there are these things that must be done, time ebbs!!!
Either with sacrifice or appeasement
Once in the world, it is what we said we’ll be that will be
Tranquility why holding down on me?
You’re like a spirit haunting for justice
With every issue that you probe
You perturbed me to the weary of my soul
Friendly, inner ephemeras, can’t you reveal that you want?
That even when atonement cannot right stray decisions
I’ll be free from the blemish of unfulfilling!
Night is come and the beckon of nature been obeyed
I’d woke up from my peaceful rest
Why at that time I rejuvenate, I still can’t fathom
It’s a transition from the realm of dreams to reality
For truly, while at rest, consciousness know not where it was
Till at its wake back to reality
Tranquility still has lay of me
But now it’s with wakefulness and my consciousness
A thousand of my unsettled, all they yearn
Everyone of it cause for it they plead
That even while at ease, the mind is tense
As if in a cross path of a sojourn that’s far
Much been gained for unknown can’t lose
Tranquility much lying, rooted in my bone
There’s an inner being sad at the outer
Doctrines with beliefs war against reality and will
A soul not angelic, not human is at large
Yet there are these things that must be done, time ebbs!!!
Either with sacrifice or appeasement
Once in the world, it is what we said we’ll be that will be
Tranquility why holding down on me?
You’re like a spirit haunting for justice
With every issue that you probe
You perturbed me to the weary of my soul
Friendly, inner ephemeras, can’t you reveal that you want?
That even when atonement cannot right stray decisions
I’ll be free from the blemish of unfulfilling!
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