The play is so beautiful and is a fiction
And for the players a nonfiction
And in reality, the endless show of infinity
Bounds no boundary
The act is perpetual and the actions are real
The observer feels no pain while actors suffer
With pain and pleasure, while the actors
Pride and prejudice, unknown the game play
Of the light, until the actors get enlightened
If it’s a simple play let my thoughts watch
The game for next moment
Until all my moments ceases completely
Keep searching the key to the play
But it’s hidden so deep as it
May I have to enter the holy grave of the
Gateway of hell, on to merge along
With it as no way to alter
The future course of action
And for the players a nonfiction
And in reality, the endless show of infinity
Bounds no boundary
The act is perpetual and the actions are real
The observer feels no pain while actors suffer
With pain and pleasure, while the actors
Pride and prejudice, unknown the game play
Of the light, until the actors get enlightened
If it’s a simple play let my thoughts watch
The game for next moment
Until all my moments ceases completely
Keep searching the key to the play
But it’s hidden so deep as it
May I have to enter the holy grave of the
Gateway of hell, on to merge along
With it as no way to alter
The future course of action
