Rise like a Phoenix

Before being a puppet

Of my evil thoughts, I choose to be a fighter. Before being Machine I want to realise the reality.

Before being a robot

I want to listen my voice of heart.

The hide and sick of demon and angel

Can’t decide my character Can’t change my inner factor… Why should sum of emotions I can’t surrender my inner esteem

decide my math of life.?

I am enough for my calculations

I can’t surrender my morals..

One day fever of mind will go away

One day parameter of overthinking will low down… Provocations

And I will definitely rise like a PhoenixTo colour my life

To colour my life

To rearrange my blunders

To be my controller

To be a winner

Against

My thoughts

Illusions