Shoving All the expired dreams Inside the blazing hearth, I am shuffling Slowly and slowly
I see words Floating on the rivers So I love siting aside of river; I see words On the every leaves
Clouds, Be the shape of my doxy As you became On the days of yester; Breeze,
On the canvas of blue She blooms an’ dances; In every five minutes She chang’d 'er appearance ; Making the world cold
Upon The darkling sky Scattered with million stars I solemnly Was walking there.
Life is More or less Like the paintings Of Vincent— Mysterious,
Despite of a small Heart The love I do was precious But you didn’t realized; There is still yo’ name, your name in my heart;
I live in the world Where words flow In the rivers; I live in the world Where words rain
Do love To the stone It will overt into God Do love To the river
Never The words let me be lonely; Whether it’s the bleak fall Or the verdant spring, Always they circumambulate me.
Gracy’s world and ECZ’s world Are diverged out of limit Now; The air ‘at palpate the jo of mine Will no more come to touch me; Innocent mind of mine
Have you ever thought How my life would After you leave me?? It’s easy, For your lip To say “sorry”
FOR I HAVE TO ENERGIZE… I would be somewhat okay Or might be invalid, If I mapped “Mister ECZ” In your suffocating coordinates.
Let the strands of moon Fall on the snowy moons of yours. While the Lunatic wolfs, From the distant hills, hauling at the Moon.
Tell me not, “ I love you “ For I am afraid of L-word. All I know is: Love is damn venomous And will kill our bird