EGO

Chaos after chaos, Space beyond space,

World beneath world, face within face.

Day passes after day, sunny or in shadow;

Night comes after night over hills and meadow.

Our strivings takes us out from the darkness into the light.

Its hope which makes life beautiful and bright.

Actually, our Life is full of dreams and illusion;

It is hard core reality by grace of eternity's vision.

Ego that I introspect to find my inn, freeing me from the ordinary,

a metaphor to make me different, though temporary,

When I feel myself lonely or I burst with Joy and Pride,

All the prejudices concluded crushing blow to my ego-mind,

Ego is the Song of the soul from dust unto dust,

and Dream of power that Rise to the call of the primal "Thou must."

Whatever I do in my life, each to the greet "me" replying

Even though a woman in me or being as a human being.

The ego needs and my soul cries for the same.

That ego tries so my mind owns the fame.

That ego supports my love to be silent.

That ego hurts so my heart has to repent.

That ego resists my attitude to make me bloom.

That ego is the only way to make my life doom.

The charm of ego will set me free with deliberation.

Ego is a pipette to control the Venomous drops, the poison.