In the booklet of the sky,
You'll reckon that
Colours define the weather
In contrast
Pinked:
Yet cold
Blued:
Still warm
Blackish:
Not alone at trembling in the peer of bone
Lightened:
But contract your wider point of view
The whole question, is 
This life a whole contrast?
Through a wavy shadow on the glass,
Behind the cozy trass?

life is beautiful
like each smile of you
birds fly high in your wider point of view
tears slided away through
forget'bout gathering together
focus on cropping to be better
eyes of your soul
believe in happiness very bold
since I've hunt for love
passion striked above
the harder I loved myself
the greater I became deaf
selected the tools from nature
&obeyed the guts as mature!

Look at the sunshin
To find the love you can call mine
Ask your heart that is well known for being feline
Or either ponder on your glass of wine for knowledge
Before these feelings are abolished
Because if not you will find
You will miss out on being astonished

requires a magnet of swords
to overcome the facilities
that defies the towards
affordable mistakes,
declare non of under spelleds
yet indicates intimicy
of the grounded tastes...

"love" is a noun
but
everyone has the ability
to turn it to verb
in the comfort zone...

The fires of my desires Burn my heart deeply
Where that same pain can Free me
There's so much within me
I'm trying to send a letter To universe
I pray to stars to make My soul whole
That brings me the bliss To my entire goal
Look at the universe to Keep me grounded
Cause it helps me see the goodness & beauty
Of the world I'm surrounded...

finances would fly to the land called sorrow
spending my farewell I used to borrow
& carpe diem with my shadow!