Leaving incognito.

 All our life is a fantasy,

more we go it takes inside,

in a zone that takes out past.

Towards a zone that makes our past;

Keeping space for the new future,

All we live incognito.

Much with eager, I got into there,

a world of freedom and fantasy,

creeps ahead in desultory,

to farm our ego as pointless.

At a dot, we get an ink,

as reality hints another thought,

"Existence of life takes charge-

solely with an impression.

which is futile without the past,

the sense we feel and about to see".

caressing about the past we left,

facing just the scene upright,

kissing at the bash to come.

all we live in impression.

quitting strangership behind,

burning grim in dark beyond,

I live forward in a blatant light,

never turning back my face further.

Strangership is an illution, 

fanciful as an infection

in the ultimate mirage of existace

sprouting up an irony.

*1 desultory - wander without plans  *2 caressing - gentle pat or motion of hands as a sign of love  *3 bash - strike/Hitting someone

*4 strangership- Being a stranger in a stranger land   

*5 blatant - Glaring/Bright  *6 sprouting - put out shoots(in plant) in growing phase.  *7 grim - .very serious or glooming.

#1 to farm our ego as pointless - In a strangerland as a stranger we loose our identity and thereby all the judgements that comes with our identity, therefore we act as per our ego and inherent tendencies. We grows our bad tendencies without restrictions as we have a fake identity at hand ultimately leading to our doom. therefore it pointless.

#2 at a dot we get an ink - At a point in life we'll get some realization.
#3 Stanza 1 - Describtion of strangership.

#4 Stanza 2 -Describtion of how it feels to be in a strangerland as a stranger.

#5 Stanza 3 -  The sudden realization that life has an identity and therefore strangership is an illusion.

#6 Stanza 4 and 5 -  Thus we live in the present quitting strangership concept to the past.

#7 Stanza 6 -  Its in the words of wise, that our life and this world can be an imagination or dream of someone or something else therefore according to this life is also a big ultimate illusion. The author left strangership because life is real, thus it makes an irony.

 

Theme:  Illusion of Life | Consequences of Strangership | Reality of life.

Significance of Title: Author leaves an illutionate stranger land as life is more proper with an identity.

In brief: Our existence is an impression of everybody.

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