Here It Goes

Here I stand barehanded,

With everything to explore.

Here I see one and all ruined,

With everything got wrong.

Here I am surprised,

With what everything happened.

Here I am like nothing,

With what everyone to prove.

Here I got the eyes,

With everything that blames.

Here I went to spell,

With what got the words,

Here I see love inside,

With everything to bear along.

Here I see path abolishing,

With everything going so clear.

Here I got the truth,

With everything fake itself.

Here I formed the words,

With everything that sentences.

Here I form the list emptied,

With everything filled inside.

Here I let myself bloom,

With everything I see and believe.

Here it goes with everything,

With everything barehanded.

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Author: Yetesh Sharma