It starts with a night of a Stall Soul,
Seemingly seamed only echo reside beside,
In that dark night like deep torque,
Sky vanished, shorted a dark premise,
Moon denied to spread its delight,
Nothing in the night,
Not even a wandering star,
A long, a lot dark afar,
To saw few dwelling in that furious night,
And Stall Soul was shelling in search of light,
Incense dark, it was;
Trying time of temporary dark,
Inferring through eternity,
The dark and Stall Soul, amid singularity,
And the only prevailed parity,
When Stall Soul was roaming in that immemorial night;
Of realms of volcanic emotions fight,
Of duly restless energy of psyche Stall Soul,
Mapping and resembling the inertial call,
Provided reluctance and reflectance with respect to time,
Buried time, hard to disclose, unless it is prime,
Which was affirming the startling of a star
Brightened the visuals, flashing all regime,
Fixing and wondering it for every dwelling spirit,
Prepared a temptation, that gain a blast evolving heat,
Stall Soul approached, up-roared, and remain self poured,
Every unique drop of ether shake of molten ray,
Concealing a circular capillary, that he kept away,
Darkness raised, Stall Soul had a promise to dealt,
Every night he had drunk the shacked ether,
That was the final call of eternity,
To bond with hindrance, like a treaty.
His entire contentment had become a routine,
Mountain rocks, naked green might be seen,
He gazed all the nook, in search of vision:
Finally he understand, he was blind,
And all the mercuric light was inside,
suddenly, he heard some unknown voice,
"I am hanging sound" was the answer, twice,
Appeared then drowsy-eyed clouds,
Beard, broad and proud,
Like red hot gold hoard,
Pumped like cotton transit bowl,
More like dark melted dross,
strictly stranded, still spouse,
To see, to seem, to seek a cause,
Clouds began the murmuring,
Echoing
And lightening,
Their static willing,
And dynamic whispering,
"Oh! he get the blink,
Of nature's praise,
Like solid gaze,
Transmogrified trace,
Which is compassionate,
Determined and definite,
Com'on let us lit,
A cheered lamp,
That may meet,
His destined path,
And deeply greet,
What can he bring?
Eminence and string,
visionary wing,
Absolute kink and ring,
Abysmal differentiated twin,
Human being,
Is that so easy?
NO, never that extreme,
Very oval and busy,
Like apparent dream,
With attiring frame,
Let me call it friend,
An en-written game,
Eloquence intend,
Bears capitalistic fame,
Riddling the read,
That naturally pear,
And scintillating souls breed,
Ceasing all fear,
Really hard to deem,
a self tormented shore,
And appraisal of dream,
No matter how hardcore,
Socialistic meteor,
Where are the hues?
Reality do not tire,
Some will give him clues,
With pondering and fire,
Pain will compel,
Which he feel,
Compassion reveal,
Having eternal pill,
Sorrow burns,
Tempest churns,
Secrecy turns,
Knowledge earns,
What can we say?
Alcoholic songs,
That he pray and tray,
Freezes into a bong,
Vanishes slowly,
Like fragrance,
Spread freely,
With winged fantasy,
Greasing brain,
Flushing breath,
Doing souls anatomy,
Let's hope and dream,
His enduring win,
Allow him to green,
Leafs and environs,
Tint in flowers,
Whispering all tone,
Before red that powers,
After violet of eternal zone."
Sailing Stall Soul with all weighing measures,
Converged into a bond of treasures,
Like a woodland blow a wind,
Over the spirited scale of fleshes and blood,
And the sand granules suddenly moved to stall,
As a quick mirror to install all apall,
Spirits started spotting and wandering,
To merge into a glow in the oceanic fever,
Hacked to pivot all the subdued systemic metal to favor,
Stall soul restored all the silent staring spirits,
To cloak their waves in the scales of silence,
Cheering a imperial joy and hues of transmogrified brains,
Customizing all his faithful cards cairns,
In the bottomless hour of sights,
In all the dark signaled corners ,
Powered with resonance and reluctance,
Of every waving spirit to come and go,
And again aroused to brighten all those material sands,
Stall Soul directed its spirits in shore,
To pass the tunnels of the pasts to appear anew,
Viscous spirits slipped into and ushered in a new day,
Of the new lively constraints of the world,
which they lively, followed and proceeded its will,
At all the stage of imperfect decree to resisting rill,
All the dazzling drops of the circulating spherical spirits to race,
Winging and waving to unplug the highest culmination of idleness,
In all the admiration, unblinking sums of the vibrant queries,
Stall Soul was eagerly pretending praises to all the duly spirits,
To bloom every fear from the hopeful rhythms
Break matter, of highly fragrant stems,
Accelerating with the speed of darkness,
And seemingly parted never ending ways of live veins,
To the wondrous and heavenly cycles, within the self.
Viscous clouds of the inherent spirits,
Unplugged from the indifferent Stall Soul heat,
Withe incense limpid but burning water,
And the folk flowers floating over fogs alter,
The fragrance of the tiding flower and water,
In the trespasses of the traveling Stall Soul,
Searching beyond the sparkles of the water drops,
Embarked with the brownish foams of luminaries,
Flashing scenery slated on the white leaves,
Twisted upon the adventurous tones of bees,
Like breathing out without nose bubbles of complex keys,
stringing their fictional scent sinked into the stall soul,
With all his profusion and salvation ,
Trekked the talk of the mysterious queendom of bees,
Also the stalking butterflies of the dim light fairies,
Weaving the dream of the scenic voyage of spiritual chorus,
Singing the song of the earthen spirit course,
The passage of the delicate enchantment of the meticulous word,
Evenly placed before the stall soul, a world of colourful odd,
Why rain punctured the climate finch,
The spinning charm of the spirit differ from pinch,
swinging winds distances greenish ups; down spring,
Growing shadows disappears with the focus of the Stall Soul string,
Surfing feathers waves down all the rhapsody crawl,
Before the mortal years travail the yearning world,
Dancing waves dissolves into the oceanic dew mourn,
Forlong a vanity was heckling the echoes of tempting flowers horn,
Beyond there was a distilling vista of gracious horizon,
A tempest monuments of the growing hills timbers,
Stall Soul entered the cavern chambers,
Profoundly asked the busy bubble bees and restricted butterflies,
About the the unsuited rhymes of the fortunes entropies,
A prized key fortune of rising and turning of the surrounding,
Which inserted the innocent and similar unwinding,
Whispered the bee and butterfly,
"When the endless dusk touches the sky,
The silence of the invisible laugh, correcting eye,
While the sacrifice of the sparks, however belittle knife ,
Can the convergence of nights and fights squeezes strifes?
Entrusts to keep the everlasting spiritual envy,
Will ensure the coloured dusk to collide with colour of eye,
Hey Stall Soul tough it is to assume the premature solutions."
Stall soul making the true sense around the moments,
Passed a soft voice for the secret key of the fortune,
"To deliver the equation of the intrinsic fairy"
Busy bees and restricted butterflies ,
Started spraying laugh towards the request of the stall soul,
Saying,"Dear, some chords of life is the image of the heart,
Unmindful of the aura and the sights of your spirits,
Not to outdo you a call before the waving stage,
Hey, you're a crazy phoenix,
Will turn the quest to higher winds,"
Denying the need of the equanimity of the answer,
Stall soul smiled and quietly thanked!
The busy bubble bees and restricted butterflies,
Whispered in the resonant voice,"phoenix",
Stall Soul moved forward in his intrinsic searching.A sauntering inn-ale of sequences were the next,
Stall Soul with all his clutched instinctive grounds,
Appears along the walking, purposeful life,
Conserved all the trump appetizers in a conceived motion?
Ree-vigorous was his published demonstration:-
Every individuals in the frivolous acting borders,
Designed to be assessed by the integral defender,
To approaching ill-fitted and surprized blinker,
An old cockroach in a mission to destabilize Stall Soul,
Got a thermal sock, when glanced a soul's stroll,
During the aimless grumble from the unresolved cockroaches,
The countless strings, reeling off the journey of coaches,
The antiquated pressures of wet jasmines lightened lances,
Admiring rusting tuples, Nor stills the thirsty graces,
Cockroaches forgot the dragging pillars of Stall Soul,
Indulges into trimmed tonics of Dexterity,
And their veil of vanity propelled in road's hasty,
Sects of yellow spirit vigor and endlessly pitched,
In clouds of stall-souls' cavalry, unseen of discord,
A cockroach distorted from the clouds asked,
To hypnotize Stall Soul deterred, dangled, masked,
Blazing the sum to lie down in the proof of dusts,
Started in-chanting in front of non-trust,
Vanquish thirst had growled the eyelid of stark Stall Soul,
Cockroach trembled and asked if illicitly to crawl,
Rhymes and beats sung to crawl, foments fall!
Behind the doors of novel heart__eerily husking stall soul-
Quite and fast asleep- pitching a single stroll,
Getting the hasten gesture-- the mad foment had passed.
Leaving a hustle of opaque drives horde,
Stall Soul seemed to past every faded face bod--
Clays of strings were dancing as evergreen grasshopper,
Ties of semantics were non-tired of tugging waves,
Even aromatic Stall Soul, seemed mislaid to pour away,
Stall Soul left drifters and all the faded face cue,
Devoid of woos and, yet knowingly said who?
Ordained a vital blue of the summarily dries,
The oceans in the Stall Soul readily arise,
Crashing waves itself displayed heavens--
Knighted lights, the rest of world could ever find?
The boundless degree of the en-act air,
Colossus hardly, in redeemed transience gear,
Shuffled card evermore, snap of the world,
To stall soul only a count of fugitive and troll,
Darting days into ceaseless storms of sky--
Couldn't help through the airy dry--elusive-en-light,
And one day from the livid shuffled cards,
four starters come down to play aside,
Softest Stall Soul candidly draw the cards beside,
Slowly arse the fortifying play to go a swarm,
Divinely spirited Stall Soul, separated the lesser cards,
Blistering stream of play deranged glances of pads,
Even dew shivered from the desert storms of the Phoenical-gray,
Not a seeker--playing pranks of pray,
Recovering snaps of reprieve from the digging hollow,
An old owl-ed card remains the cloudy--crow,
Fire shots of creek, dared the nights spree:
A blue fish card named peepul tree, in discorded entree,
Flashes ree-double, crashed a ballad of faking climax,
Every end space triumphed from the resonant of invincible Stall Soul.
Seemingly seamed only echo reside beside,
In that dark night like deep torque,
Sky vanished, shorted a dark premise,
Moon denied to spread its delight,
Nothing in the night,
Not even a wandering star,
A long, a lot dark afar,
To saw few dwelling in that furious night,
And Stall Soul was shelling in search of light,
Incense dark, it was;
Trying time of temporary dark,
Inferring through eternity,
The dark and Stall Soul, amid singularity,
And the only prevailed parity,
When Stall Soul was roaming in that immemorial night;
Of realms of volcanic emotions fight,
Of duly restless energy of psyche Stall Soul,
Mapping and resembling the inertial call,
Provided reluctance and reflectance with respect to time,
Buried time, hard to disclose, unless it is prime,
Which was affirming the startling of a star
Brightened the visuals, flashing all regime,
Fixing and wondering it for every dwelling spirit,
Prepared a temptation, that gain a blast evolving heat,
Stall Soul approached, up-roared, and remain self poured,
Every unique drop of ether shake of molten ray,
Concealing a circular capillary, that he kept away,
Darkness raised, Stall Soul had a promise to dealt,
Every night he had drunk the shacked ether,
That was the final call of eternity,
To bond with hindrance, like a treaty.
His entire contentment had become a routine,
Mountain rocks, naked green might be seen,
He gazed all the nook, in search of vision:
Finally he understand, he was blind,
And all the mercuric light was inside,
suddenly, he heard some unknown voice,
"I am hanging sound" was the answer, twice,
Appeared then drowsy-eyed clouds,
Beard, broad and proud,
Like red hot gold hoard,
Pumped like cotton transit bowl,
More like dark melted dross,
strictly stranded, still spouse,
To see, to seem, to seek a cause,
Clouds began the murmuring,
Echoing
And lightening,
Their static willing,
And dynamic whispering,
"Oh! he get the blink,
Of nature's praise,
Like solid gaze,
Transmogrified trace,
Which is compassionate,
Determined and definite,
Com'on let us lit,
A cheered lamp,
That may meet,
His destined path,
And deeply greet,
What can he bring?
Eminence and string,
visionary wing,
Absolute kink and ring,
Abysmal differentiated twin,
Human being,
Is that so easy?
NO, never that extreme,
Very oval and busy,
Like apparent dream,
With attiring frame,
Let me call it friend,
An en-written game,
Eloquence intend,
Bears capitalistic fame,
Riddling the read,
That naturally pear,
And scintillating souls breed,
Ceasing all fear,
Really hard to deem,
a self tormented shore,
And appraisal of dream,
No matter how hardcore,
Socialistic meteor,
Where are the hues?
Reality do not tire,
Some will give him clues,
With pondering and fire,
Pain will compel,
Which he feel,
Compassion reveal,
Having eternal pill,
Sorrow burns,
Tempest churns,
Secrecy turns,
Knowledge earns,
What can we say?
Alcoholic songs,
That he pray and tray,
Freezes into a bong,
Vanishes slowly,
Like fragrance,
Spread freely,
With winged fantasy,
Greasing brain,
Flushing breath,
Doing souls anatomy,
Let's hope and dream,
His enduring win,
Allow him to green,
Leafs and environs,
Tint in flowers,
Whispering all tone,
Before red that powers,
After violet of eternal zone."
Sailing Stall Soul with all weighing measures,
Converged into a bond of treasures,
Like a woodland blow a wind,
Over the spirited scale of fleshes and blood,
And the sand granules suddenly moved to stall,
As a quick mirror to install all apall,
Spirits started spotting and wandering,
To merge into a glow in the oceanic fever,
Hacked to pivot all the subdued systemic metal to favor,
Stall soul restored all the silent staring spirits,
To cloak their waves in the scales of silence,
Cheering a imperial joy and hues of transmogrified brains,
Customizing all his faithful cards cairns,
In the bottomless hour of sights,
In all the dark signaled corners ,
Powered with resonance and reluctance,
Of every waving spirit to come and go,
And again aroused to brighten all those material sands,
Stall Soul directed its spirits in shore,
To pass the tunnels of the pasts to appear anew,
Viscous spirits slipped into and ushered in a new day,
Of the new lively constraints of the world,
which they lively, followed and proceeded its will,
At all the stage of imperfect decree to resisting rill,
All the dazzling drops of the circulating spherical spirits to race,
Winging and waving to unplug the highest culmination of idleness,
In all the admiration, unblinking sums of the vibrant queries,
Stall Soul was eagerly pretending praises to all the duly spirits,
To bloom every fear from the hopeful rhythms
Break matter, of highly fragrant stems,
Accelerating with the speed of darkness,
And seemingly parted never ending ways of live veins,
To the wondrous and heavenly cycles, within the self.
Viscous clouds of the inherent spirits,
Unplugged from the indifferent Stall Soul heat,
Withe incense limpid but burning water,
And the folk flowers floating over fogs alter,
The fragrance of the tiding flower and water,
In the trespasses of the traveling Stall Soul,
Searching beyond the sparkles of the water drops,
Embarked with the brownish foams of luminaries,
Flashing scenery slated on the white leaves,
Twisted upon the adventurous tones of bees,
Like breathing out without nose bubbles of complex keys,
stringing their fictional scent sinked into the stall soul,
With all his profusion and salvation ,
Trekked the talk of the mysterious queendom of bees,
Also the stalking butterflies of the dim light fairies,
Weaving the dream of the scenic voyage of spiritual chorus,
Singing the song of the earthen spirit course,
The passage of the delicate enchantment of the meticulous word,
Evenly placed before the stall soul, a world of colourful odd,
Why rain punctured the climate finch,
The spinning charm of the spirit differ from pinch,
swinging winds distances greenish ups; down spring,
Growing shadows disappears with the focus of the Stall Soul string,
Surfing feathers waves down all the rhapsody crawl,
Before the mortal years travail the yearning world,
Dancing waves dissolves into the oceanic dew mourn,
Forlong a vanity was heckling the echoes of tempting flowers horn,
Beyond there was a distilling vista of gracious horizon,
A tempest monuments of the growing hills timbers,
Stall Soul entered the cavern chambers,
Profoundly asked the busy bubble bees and restricted butterflies,
About the the unsuited rhymes of the fortunes entropies,
A prized key fortune of rising and turning of the surrounding,
Which inserted the innocent and similar unwinding,
Whispered the bee and butterfly,
"When the endless dusk touches the sky,
The silence of the invisible laugh, correcting eye,
While the sacrifice of the sparks, however belittle knife ,
Can the convergence of nights and fights squeezes strifes?
Entrusts to keep the everlasting spiritual envy,
Will ensure the coloured dusk to collide with colour of eye,
Hey Stall Soul tough it is to assume the premature solutions."
Stall soul making the true sense around the moments,
Passed a soft voice for the secret key of the fortune,
"To deliver the equation of the intrinsic fairy"
Busy bees and restricted butterflies ,
Started spraying laugh towards the request of the stall soul,
Saying,"Dear, some chords of life is the image of the heart,
Unmindful of the aura and the sights of your spirits,
Not to outdo you a call before the waving stage,
Hey, you're a crazy phoenix,
Will turn the quest to higher winds,"
Denying the need of the equanimity of the answer,
Stall soul smiled and quietly thanked!
The busy bubble bees and restricted butterflies,
Whispered in the resonant voice,"phoenix",
Stall Soul moved forward in his intrinsic searching.A sauntering inn-ale of sequences were the next,
Stall Soul with all his clutched instinctive grounds,
Appears along the walking, purposeful life,
Conserved all the trump appetizers in a conceived motion?
Ree-vigorous was his published demonstration:-
Every individuals in the frivolous acting borders,
Designed to be assessed by the integral defender,
To approaching ill-fitted and surprized blinker,
An old cockroach in a mission to destabilize Stall Soul,
Got a thermal sock, when glanced a soul's stroll,
During the aimless grumble from the unresolved cockroaches,
The countless strings, reeling off the journey of coaches,
The antiquated pressures of wet jasmines lightened lances,
Admiring rusting tuples, Nor stills the thirsty graces,
Cockroaches forgot the dragging pillars of Stall Soul,
Indulges into trimmed tonics of Dexterity,
And their veil of vanity propelled in road's hasty,
Sects of yellow spirit vigor and endlessly pitched,
In clouds of stall-souls' cavalry, unseen of discord,
A cockroach distorted from the clouds asked,
To hypnotize Stall Soul deterred, dangled, masked,
Blazing the sum to lie down in the proof of dusts,
Started in-chanting in front of non-trust,
Vanquish thirst had growled the eyelid of stark Stall Soul,
Cockroach trembled and asked if illicitly to crawl,
Rhymes and beats sung to crawl, foments fall!
Behind the doors of novel heart__eerily husking stall soul-
Quite and fast asleep- pitching a single stroll,
Getting the hasten gesture-- the mad foment had passed.
Leaving a hustle of opaque drives horde,
Stall Soul seemed to past every faded face bod--
Clays of strings were dancing as evergreen grasshopper,
Ties of semantics were non-tired of tugging waves,
Even aromatic Stall Soul, seemed mislaid to pour away,
Stall Soul left drifters and all the faded face cue,
Devoid of woos and, yet knowingly said who?
Ordained a vital blue of the summarily dries,
The oceans in the Stall Soul readily arise,
Crashing waves itself displayed heavens--
Knighted lights, the rest of world could ever find?
The boundless degree of the en-act air,
Colossus hardly, in redeemed transience gear,
Shuffled card evermore, snap of the world,
To stall soul only a count of fugitive and troll,
Darting days into ceaseless storms of sky--
Couldn't help through the airy dry--elusive-en-light,
And one day from the livid shuffled cards,
four starters come down to play aside,
Softest Stall Soul candidly draw the cards beside,
Slowly arse the fortifying play to go a swarm,
Divinely spirited Stall Soul, separated the lesser cards,
Blistering stream of play deranged glances of pads,
Even dew shivered from the desert storms of the Phoenical-gray,
Not a seeker--playing pranks of pray,
Recovering snaps of reprieve from the digging hollow,
An old owl-ed card remains the cloudy--crow,
Fire shots of creek, dared the nights spree:
A blue fish card named peepul tree, in discorded entree,
Flashes ree-double, crashed a ballad of faking climax,
Every end space triumphed from the resonant of invincible Stall Soul.