My world is hypothetical, Nothing is true there
But,have profound wish to search truth there.

The man in me says, 'How cheap your search is. ! '
Nothing but waste of time your research is.

Even so as my spirit did,
I won't keep attention in those
But will always keep attention
at what importance of those.

Nothing can embarrass me,Nothing can stop me,
I'll go till the end till the death
Until my wish wouldn't discriminate me

Even when I'll get burnt,Yet I'll be there
To bring entity of truth there.

© ya waris