Im a broken soul
Laughing and twirling
Under the stars
Of the bleeding Heavens

It’s November
And everything I feel within
Is what I see around,
The coalescing fog,
The turbidity of clouds,
Coldness enveloping itself again,
Before the trees; wilting leaves bow,
As I stand there, I feel understood,
It’s November,
Hence I am not alone
in the woods

why, so many memories had to die
i look at people, i see sin
i look up at the sky, i feel alright
everything felt so unsure
until i felt the warmth of your breath
in that day a star was born
half in your eyes
half in my heart
i have to ask, where our light will shine?

In my monochrome life
You're the colourful rainbow
after rain in sunlight

In my silent life
You're the musician
That breaks the silent with melodies

In my blank paper
You're the poet
That filled the emptiness with rhymes

Painful among pains is separation
that will throw yourself into desperation
no matter the time of it
it's more harmful than a hissy fit
It's a kind of desperation
Oh! A very painful situation
Either it’s a two-legged man
that you have termed as human
or a four-legged man
that you tamed with humane
If it leaves once
and never comes
pain remains in heart
and often saddens a lot

All the flowers has bloomed for you,
even the swarm of bees were drew
Limitless seeds growing underneath
covering beauty below, beneath.