The desire is unbound.
The thoughts go unrestricted
The ideas fly unbridled.
The greed surges vehemently
The talk goes on vivaciously.
Eloquence commemorates gracefully
Nothing so far is bound
till the execution butts in
wherein comes the refrainment
where enters the postponement
where commends the diffusion
where jumps the reluctance
where unobtrusively crosses the deficit
that encompasses the money in all its glory
destroying the creativity free and imaginative.
Conflicts and confrontations abound.
Attachments and sentiments rebound.
Anger and apprehensions are inbound
Happiness and contentment are outbound.
Man knowingly or unknowingly lays the bounds.
Keeping himself within the circle of bounds
paying more than what is necessary of the bound.
releasing an unpleasantness within the bound.
The world still moves on.
There was a sunrise in the morn.
There are many new-born.
The horses neigh in the barn.
The birds sing in the dawn.
The earth revolves around.
There is a lot of sound.
People walk around.
There seems to be no bound.
As all things are in order in the ground.
There is no sign of devastation.
Not even a specific exasperation.
It is but a regular situation
where there is liveliness in elaboration.
Easing out all tensions in a quick invigoration
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