Discipline is doing what you hate like you love it
Asking for more when you are past the point of quit
The dying of an old spirit to let a new one in
Forcing progression with a bittersweet grin
Just when it seems completely futile
When all you can feel seems abysmal
That is autophagy taking over
Out will come thyself leaner
Stripped of detritus
No longer a novice
Summer rains drenching fearlessly the panicked city
April breezes touching silently the heart of loving prithee
Not alone in this garden of worldly processions
With laughing and weeping life in crowded adorns
I'm seeing the eternal rising sun through your eyes
Far stars flowering the impending paths of joys
Let the Autophagy win in the consumerist worlds
Let the world be filled with united humane pearls
26.04.2020 (Chattogram City)