I belong to the world of greed,

But my soul belongs to the world of deed,

I belong to the world of lust,

But my soul belongs to the world of trust,

I belong to the world of crime,

But my soul belongs to the world of mime,

I belong to the world of hate,

My soul belongs to the world of mate,

But now my soul follows the world I belong,

And put itself down in the things I long,

Now it follows deeply to my body,

My body is my mind, scripted in prosody,

I belong to the world of jealousy,

But my souls belong to the fictitious fantasy,

I belong to the world of fashion,

But my soul belongs to the world of compassion,

I belong to the world of insanity,

But my soul belongs to the world of humanity,

I belong to the world of cruelty,

But my soul belongs to the world of credulity,

But now my soul follows the world I belong,

But now it chants my course melodious song,

Now it follows completely to my mind,

My mind is my soul, is now stormy wind,

The world is in the commotion which is not heard,

It is in the mind as a conflict of the absurd,

Love with the mind and the soul,

Love those who are with hollow hole,

I want to belong to that world,

Where nobody is hurt and hurled,

                                                                              ~ Rabindra Soni

                                                                                       Rewa, India