forever or never will thy bar crow
Or thy bell rung with town crier a
Nay, even if the tune or the bell
Covered in a well attacks?, no hum
Or slip into the well will be dece

You have read all
About me but
All I know about you is beauty.

May so be it
Life will be it
Love will also be it
Music will sing it
Rituals will be a part of it

The moon should be
Cautious of us
Because one day we will
Be looking Down to her
And She shall pledge to us

Under the stripped trees in a pear
Winter, there i found a white blos
Dropped in a muffled sound-like
And it formed
A surface,

You don’t have to bleed to
Satisfy them all
Just throw them a bone
And watch them bring it back.

You should see the sketch of sorro
You should see the pain written in
You should try to dig what is hidd
Can you not see how her eyes are t
When her brows flinches up and dow

A fool i was to rest on beauty,
To lean my back on gratitude,
On just a sight and nothing but
Just a sight of what i cannot
Do nothing but please.

I have walked with people
Who are well pamperd
And well spoken enough to be
Their own god.

When Pavarotti plays
On a timeless streak
And emotions flares
To caress lips and
Tongues swimming