6.1 I am more aware of myself in state of
drunkenness
May the
world jeer at my condition, and I dance
6.2 There is no eye, which can look through
world's reality
I realize it's futile to
wait for recognition, and I dance
6.3 World may pull out
avenues of expression, I don't care
I never get crippled by this inhibition, and I dance
6.4
Misery may worsen, by your providing fleeting comfort
Overwhelmed am I, by your imposition, and I dance
6.5 I got opulence, I got
treasures and I got comforts
I chose
destitution, of my own volition, and I dance
6.6 'Mitwa', I wait for my
Mentor, to beacon me
I cry,
nobody listens to my lamentation, and I dance
(01-03-2017) (By Mitwa Vishwa)
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