As I stroll returning to my cozy room,
Like a hapless titan who witnessed a doom,
The sun just drowned in the depths of horizon,
I trot and now shuffle for some latent reason..
I thought of you and felt a need for a cuddle,
I felt myself drowning in my well of oblivion,
Some hazy,vivid images then flashed in my vision...
Then come this mild drizzle,I heard sweet rustle,
Like lines of Shelly, effective yet subtle,
That was the moment I realized from intuition,
You're the one leading to my esoteric art's ignition...
I kept on going,thoughts kept on flowing,
It wasn't even August,yet wild wind was blowing,
All I hope for is just my reincarnation,
Yet I'm obsessed with your temptation...
Stretching upon this poem is my every single letter,Like on a winter horizon,bright stars do scatter,
I tried catching you wandering eyes,but they caught me first,
I exist now like a rose,one thrown away in dust...
The weather's getting more lively,I just heard a thunder,
That sound of thunder,felt deep down under,
I try and I want now to get some lonely rest,
But you're overpowering like the wind wild west...
Tips of the fingers are the most sensitive,
I look at myself and feel like a fugitive,
Am like a cuckoo's baby in some other bird's nest,
Still here I am on my self-discovering quest...
