The Precinctive Knowledge

I have the urge to pursue my search
Which would indeed make my Day full of lust.
The wish to overpower my own sense impairs
Of what obscure knowledge I ever Had?

                               Vision foreseeing was an insight within me
                               That always made my day full of dreams.
                               That very I decided to spare myself to thee
                               But ultimately made myself surrender to books of bee.!

                                         

To achieve this we must learn
God's judgement of righteousness
so to the divine throne we come
for our minds God would bless!!

                    Having received this knowledge from God
                    we must daily keep this truth in hold
                    so to give praise with enlightenment
                    but making sure our hearts not cold.

The End is not always what it seems
You are the one who is destined to your own Dream,
The Ocean Of knowledge Holds its meticulous grip
Within the deep shall it consists the shadow of flip.

                           One must survive the tests to pass
                           Because hard work always ever-last
                           Super siding your thoughts makes a man's dream
                           Caring himself would what he should Always Mean.....

After all the knowledge is what to spare 
Because it is the end that sometimes is not too fair
Time left is what you see
But you should always mean to see at what would you  really flee?

                             

BALLAD OF LIFE

Deep in the heart there lies a query
How can my life make me so awry?
Pain and agony super sides my thoughts
Because I am the one who has destined my own path.

Life rolls about a moment that you seek
That very moment also makes you lot to think
Heart sails too full of emotions
May the floods caused me to be cautioned.

Life may be hard,and life may be cruel,
But people beware,because your no fool.
You make hard decisions, and have many fights,
You make few wrongs, but you make more to your right.

Days pass by and here comes the aphrodisiac night
Lumineering the paranoid moon by its beauty
My heart mourns, seeking to desire it's attire
But I am perplexed with the turmoil of my emotions.

There are only a handful of people
That you'll meet in life
That truly touch your heart
And make you glad you’re alive
They've got a special presence
When they walk into a room
It's a kind of situation that you never know.

Like a mundane my life passes by,
I wish there could be someone who could entertain by a high-five,
Misconstruing the elegant opportunity I detested
Of what it could have been so tested.

                     
At last I may not have been an elegant poet,but to the fact i tried. It is my first attempt in writing such a piece of work.
I wish I could come up to certain expectations. Thanks for reading ........