Everything can go extinct, not just species, but also emotions. A feeling once burned with intensity, now reduced to a distant memory, leaving only a haunting sense of what it is. It's a sorrow that's hard to put into words, a grief not just about what's been lost. Left with a hollow echo, a reminder of what once was, a bittersweet nostalgia that taunts us with its presence.


A sentiment so strong, was consigned to oblivion.
A relic so forgotten, locked up in obsidian.
It exists, yet is nonexistent, like the median.
Proclaim its truth, and they'll think you're a comedian.

This desolate landscape, a question stays.
Where emotions was once, slowly but surely decays:
Leaving us nothing but a hollowed place.
A taunting reminder, leaving us with no space.

The emptiness gnaws, like a hunger that's real.
The urge to know and the longing to feel:
Echoes of a memory, that will forever last.
A feeling we know by experience, but can no longer grasp.

Repeats, and repeats, ansd repeats, a relentless beat,
1, 2, 3, 4, in sequence, my thoughts compete.
Consolidated musing thoughts, steadfast and strong,
Leave me in awe, like a dimension where I belong.

Perilous reflections, a vow I must make,
"Always and never, forget what you'd forsake."
Inertia's weight intensifies, yet I won't be swayed,
My heart remains steadfast, through life's disarrays.

6, 7, 8, the weight of my uncertain fate
9, 10, 11, 12, a question we all must face
Count with me, and let's step into the unknown
Together, we'll brave what's to come, and make it our own

Walking or running, while humming or singing, until then.
Let's embrace of what's to come,
And find harmony in the rhythm of our life's obscure journey

In shallowness depths of understanding
First to falter, not left standing
Always lost in misunderstanding
And thy self each time seems disenchanting

Fearful heart, losing it's call
Hold my hand and let not befall
Gloom creep, blindness veil our sight
Don't let pride be our eternal night

In a gloomy room..
Every second feels like it's doom
Tell me how can i make the closed door,
To open

In cartographies of fallen skies
A lone constellation dissolves
Silken threads once woven by grave
Now unravel, leaving empty space

In libraries of forgotten sounds
One whisper was so nostalgically found
Echoes of bygone harmony
Fades into an endless silence

But of course in garnden of remembered dreams
I, myself is scared of losing gleams
Petals once infused with essence rare
Now scattered, no leaving fragrance there

Beyond what I can even hope to reach:
More than what I can cope to hee,
In this desolate place, one came thee,
More than I ever asked to be.

Beyond something of my imperfect hands,
Leaving me in awe, in the far distant lands:
She shine's so bright a radiant star
Leaving me speechless, near and far

Everything, a perfect art, pure and kind
A materpiece that's hard to find:
But like a fleeting dream, feeling overwhelmed
Repeating thoughts, not compelled, but mind quelled

This inefeffable frustration
And it's dull imagination
How i can't ask for more
To relieve this bitterness of it's core

This ecstatic feeling of being unable to elucidate
And this sentiment euphoric can never be defined
For in slovenly thoughts and indolent mind
Nothing can cross this insolent kind

Asking for more without even any question
Wanting more with my design and fiction
The nuances of asking, kindness or imposition?
Walk through with me with this beautiful composition

The heart's fragile beat
And this world's haunting bleat
Harsh as they say, but don't cheat
Screaming for help without treat

In recant of times, nothing makes sense
Vacants and holes that's too immence
Full and always filled nothing but dense
Seeking for guidance but feeling penitence

All doesn't rhyme, bad and worse
But everything will do if it's with hers
Come and assert, this heart called yours
Hoping you do, first and no blurs