Higher states

I am mistaken fully,
The same old tantrums
prompting like a  cursor point
How can I say...
It should be something different
So that ventures are eventual
Captured in the vast maya
I swirl in and around
God let me come near you
The cancer in me is  a bane
Thoughts and thoughts are much
I never complain
but just have a nap with
some toxins
So that I think less
In and around swirling much
Praying day and night
Peace sometimes and in the end
A havoc even if I pray
What a mood I am admitted into
Higher I want to go...
And more I want to...
The state of consciousness
And lay for an advanced time
And never back again
To lifes desirous paths


 

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