In a lifetime
of thoughts now lost
and on that day
where the sands of your time
cease to trickle down

Upon one’s mind, these thoughts pe
though time runs on, reality’s mis
thoughts rude and breme, at this i
development of such, life’s resist
grim times, equate to cruelty’s tw

Life’s woven webs, composed by nat
surround the calms, and feeds one’
elicits from, and in an ideals swa
what was true joy, behooves love s
Form, melts among a lifetime’s sea

What should an untainted mind
seek to retain
within,
during the short time
it can maintain its unstained clar

My unclear mind’s refuse,
to read your deepest thoughts;
this hallowed consciousness,
now reamed of its trust;
the lack of you, beside me walked,

أغلق عيني
والإغاثة في التنفس ،
تترسخ قلمي في اليد
يفكر بعمق
من هذه الكلمات لفهم

Wondering, if your lips sweetly sn
at the one thought that is on your
smiling down upon your lusting eye
as you look up from your chin on h
thinking that through those youthf

in the dream
I am kind, of dreaming;
masks worn in reality,
break like crystal wine glasses;
I am no more, than I know I am,

Pathways, made with swollen stones
upon lays light so lost;
narrow, dark, and dreary,
thorned roses, edge walk’s walls;
bleak, are lonely roads so trode,

Without worrying
wanting more and more
pleased, that time allowed me
this outer layer skinned and shorn
finally is this pallidness, precis