Two ODE on SOLITUDE-4

Poem-1 Ode on Revealization What think? It's not a hoax Oh! disdain world it demands brave, Don't try to little lad invoke and coax This is the world full of groan in grave. Ye,think it's the game of kids No,it couldn't play who witty, Indeed it's pursue maddness feeds Ye cann't compare it to kitty. To endure it the masters knee And we are bear it all in joy, When ye do it all I must see And then ye owe all enjoy. But what ye think that I emphasis Don't guess wrong it's not amour, Amensia murmur upon my weired eyes Ok! it's isolation that my armour. poem-2 Ode on Transition If ye think it's bad,this is wrong When someone live in this style, Firstly,intuition and introspetion strong, Seondly,the knowledge of own fertile. Slowly-slowly silence-scatter convert In the voice of peaceful -own soul, Know it hits in the alone mind divert Ardent feelings tide and ebb all foul. Gradually,it makes the path glitter When all constantly going to unobsecure, You know about own and cheater After it observation at the top of pure. Before ,you didn't about own conception But in this solitude you also know others, Don't go so far lest your ideas make suspension Undeterminate and forget own forefathers.