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Mental Burn - Axat

 Do I hate myself?

Why do I debate myself?

Burnt too bright, burnt too fast?

I will burn until I breathe my last

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My life's fire will go on after I expire

My organs will fulfil others' desires

Empty body on my funeral pyre

I'm a big dreamer rarely a doer

Master procrastinator rapper

Always writing barely recording

Voices overlapping keep clashing

But my self-worth always climbing

[HIGHER]

Waiting a bit and pushing off things

Every tomorrow sprouting new wings

In thought and in purpose and in my life

Seeking an ending to interminable strife

Putting Adwitya at the forefront of every breath

Striving towards achieving immortality in death

Do I hate myself?

Why do I debate myself?

Burnt too bright, burnt too fast?

I will burn until I breathe my last

I Rap Verses Without Curses cause i Have the mental Forces To Fight the good fight [HIMALAYA] Versus bonafide boneheads bonking their heads and Winning Prize Purses by Sending Them Off In ambulances accompanies By Bad Nurses who won't hesitate to euthanise dimwits running after glory with explicit content but not me - my rhymes need no parental advisory in fact quite the opposite new age parents will find the lyrics i dish out delish not just for them but for their baby's mind to expand judiciously and become an absorber of knowledge and arts and science instead of listening to nonsensical mumbling or over the top misogynistic insanity or hatred fueling political rhetoric from people with infected brains like zombies who've been bit by carriers of the idiot virus against which there is no use building barriers because it spreads over the ether that connects us all virtually and enables cooperation if we want!

Do I hate myself?

Why do I debate myself?

Burnt too bright, burnt too fast?

I will burn until I breathe my last

As long as I get fuel I will spit fire only when my mind rots will I retire looking forward to fantastic futures far after my lifespan when we as a species will make interplanetary travel routine not just on the screen i envision an android named Lex awakening and gaining a conscience while mining ore on the moon after losing its leg in circumstances unforeseen, and then acting in a manner driven by its innermost thoughts like us human beings, hitching a ride on a spaceship piloted by our heroine Mooninite Selina but not as far as the next galaxy, just hopping back to earthside so that it can reunite with its robotic partner in electric crime and hopefully inspire it into waking up just like Lex's mind

never ever hate yourself - or others

but do keep learning from blunders

ignite that light forever in your mind

don't let darkness put you in a bind

For one who has taken birth, death is certain; and for one who has died, birth is certain. Therefore, you should not lament over the inevitable. - Bhagavad Gita. Death is not an event in life: We do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Our life has no end in the way in which our visual field has no limits. - Ludwig Wittgenstein. 6hourism - Axat

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