Immortal Grief

I fly my dream across the many nights/
understand not the playful thoughts/
I cry tears to my selfish rights/
follow not the truthful oath

A promise is a false letter/
when the words write suffer/
unspeakable desire/
striving the latter

Success is nebulous/
when consistency lacks picture/
a frame of mind easily lose/
to a man grows up immature

Attempt the difficult life/
by crying and hoping/
a false deity/
to one’s destiny

The sadness deepens/
in the shallow water of grief/
the transparent liquid in forever ville

Hope to see you/
wish to be you/
mortal in life/
unforever living in an immortal grief


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A thriller with a touch of romance. A mystery seeker. A modern daydreamer.

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