Every time thyself glances upon thee thy chest throbs in shuddering pain;
for thyself wants what shall never be-
for thy laws state against our favor.
Never shall thyself know the knowledge of thy secret whisper at which thee part to sing a blissful lullaby.
Hope is a silly thing,
It pesters and boils
Tries and sometimes exceeds on pushing us up.
But at times Hope is not enough.
Alice In Wonderland Tribute
The best way to travel is by hat
But watch out for the snares
For you will be intrapped
To suffer in endless agony
Beats No More
Drifting drums resemble a heart beat
thudding louder than ever to rescue, come a pair of feet
split second too late
nothing can change this fate.
A lighthouse shining bright
cutting through the scarlet haze;
carressing me just right
to pull me out of this maze.