Is it a self cognizance or a feeling of thrust
For It has a comprehensive sway on my patience
The feeling which I can not solely trust
The sway more mighty than the conscience.
The thrust is baffling in its essence
the more I reason it, the more it dominates
There is no way to cease its presence
For all I perceive , it will only accelerate.
It’s neither scalable, nor It can be reckoned
It may only be sustained with an endurance
No reason for it to be abandoned
And too trivial to slay its appearance .
Thrust
aarohisurya 