The decision to select one out of two boats to sail in,
Dynamic colors have filled my skin.
It’s evening, the decision is to be taken before the arrival of a painting of the night,
Good and evil both are asking to hold them from left and right.
Yellow or red which color do I want to fill in?
In whose boat shall I sail of either virtue or sin?
Both the two boats are going to sink,
What to choose? I’m unable to think.
I’m stuck here by one decision,
To shine like a sun.
Or vanish in the depth of an ocean.
By flowing waves, I must get a proper suggestion.
I’m stuck in a strange land,
Decided to hold the hand, with virtue I’ll stand.
Being with sin I would have to go through the phase of mourn,
It’s me who can let myself down and be torn.
Or reach the heights of satisfaction without any bound.
By vanishing the hunger for a good decision, I can let my real portrait be found.I’ve understood that one day I’ve to die,
So, after doing some good work decided to say goodbye.
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