Their poison seeped through my poetry.
This world... drowned in affectations' wave.
The morning brings back my breath.
I have seen countless changing faces.
Killed my heart, bulldozed my soul.
Adorn life - be it fallen leaves!
Glass dreams shatter on stony pathways.
Craving sleep. Fearing death. Human irony.
Even light isn't bereft of shadows.
O transient Life, you're left half-done...