My soul has longed for love for decades
But it’s has been caged brutally in bars of iron.
Out of jealousy, I desired it all;
The chest of parental love
Hidden in the island of darkness.
With the compass of doubt and depression
I sailed to the treasure island, with
The hope of finding that chest of true love.
Fighting fast through pirates of pirated love
I sailed through with utmost passion
Saying; I get that chest or die!
On verge of anchoring my ship at bay
A mighty roaring tempest of louche misfits
Tore my shop apart and sent it ashore
Alas!; This is the end – I said.

With the zeal and passion burning intensely
Within me; I got up to my feet.
Walking through the wilderness of mistrust,
I saw wild beasts of catastrophe and circumstances
Laying in ambush to kill my joy.
Fear of the future snare fellow friends away;
Now all alone with my cross to bear.
I...