dark violet strings
lay over the far brown skin
and rest of this blueish dreams
will melt during sun comeover....
here...
the taste of copper pen
- sour and honoraly tells
to me that whole life is eager
to give us unique same rays
enjoy as you breathe this toxic
air would not bring you to earth
just live during time you want
just see what you like to feel
...good morning
Rain, is falling down on the ground-
You, still stare at us as first time,
Life, seemed happy flying at sky,
me, forgot to bind rope to the kite
Something went wrong,
I don't understand,
Trying return to neverknown land,
Scream like a lion, frighten as cat,
Still want to start beginning from end.
all, from end.
We... , shared together red love,
so why it was transformed to a blood,
Fire! was watered with flood
and you again want to make me your god
Rain, is falling down on the ground-
You, still stare at us as first time,
Life,seemed happy flying at sky,
me,forgot to bind rope to the kite
Something went wrong,
I don't understand,
Trying return to neverknown land,
Scream like a lion ,frighten as cat,
Still want to start beginning from end.
all, from end.
We... , shared together red love,
why..., was it transformed to a blood,
Fire,was watered with flood
and you again want to make me your god
Something went wrong,
I don't understand,
Trying return to neverknown land,
Scream like a lion ,frighten as cat,
Still want to start beginning from end.
all, from end.