Nirvana

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If you wish to stand up tall,
You’d be up there all alone..
Breeze would often slap your face,
Sun would scorch your tender skin!

How you sustain yourself,
‘d then be written as a theory.
Your lifestyle would become;
An enlightened state of that of the Buddha!

Wish me luck,
So I remain where I’ve reached-
Without any companion; devoid of all relationships;
Singing songs to myself and dancing upon those..

..Remaining consumed in an Eternal Bliss!

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Submitted for OpenLinkNight ~ Week 2

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My In- Mind Whirls Writes

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