My ears are desperate, Please tell me, How much you love me, I don't know, you never say, Salvation is what I need, I can not contrast my hunger with despair, Save me, divulge me.
Is most of your life spent alone in the dark Hiding from rainbows in colorless spite The sun waits a mistress the evening a ***** That paid by the hour exposes your blight
Professing in earnest those things you don’t know Whose pontification a mask that conceals What others see clearly fate not to deceive Delusion and bluster —your folly revealed
"Uttam", " excellence" How do I reach you, Can I ever? I'm pretty average in everything, So is the feeling, But Will someone like me ever change, Can I ever be Uttam, I want to taste how it feels. How excellence feels.
harmless dove's cooing harmony with morning in the old orchard, olives from a hundred years ago in an imagined descripted re vision, grown wild into a forest with hallways,
listen.
First stanza of a Sunday in my environs on the face of this Earth.