The echoes and thrill of the wind
Comes beside me to remind the sins
I was a fool burnt in agony , lost at a height
and there’s no escaping it
These millions of ambassadors of the sunlight hit me on the face , take away my sight
The myriad small creature we are , consumed by continuos decay ,
And there’s no escaping it.
A lot of chaos , the end of the mayhem , one day will come, upon this land ,
All will be wasted and there will be sand... Oh sweet sad Satan , please let us suffer here in this tool shed...
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 1:30 AM UTC
The thirsty storm , leaves behind spilling blood,
In the valleys of heaven of the earth
Besides the river of roses , swam the silence of words
blasphemy is all you see ,
Against your eyes ,
Beneath those dead trees
Still tries a ray of hope
To peek outside the red curtains
And fails again because of the fear
Of the warriors of brainwashed freedom....
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC