What was poisoning his existence
A victim of self-hate
He was suffering endlessly
Doubts about his abilities were rotting his accomplishments
The negative remarks of people were littering his soul
He himself was unaware of his beauty
The mountains were waiting for his arrival
And he was stuck in the path of rocks
The sea craved to soothe his soul
But the burning forest had trapped him
Existence of beauty lied in him but he searched outside
A world of happiness was awaiting for him
But he was immersed in the sadness of the universe
Peace lived in his soul but he adrift to slumber
The fire sirens of his soul awoke him
His soul was turning into ashes
While pouring water on his soul he realized his own charm
Diamond was his heart and gold was his soul
His eyes were surprised to see such splendor
He kissed every part of himself and took bath in the potion of self love.
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