Shoe-sole and soul frayed trekking life.
O Lonesome Soul, Where do you wander To keep yourself whole? Far from yonder Seeking a land That'd understand Your anxious soul's Unattained goals, And the bell's tolls Burn sizzling holes In the patience You had once. Mind uselessly moving, Heart craves loving, Existence always roving, O Lonesome Soul! Who from your heart stole Solace …
Murderer of my existence...dear heart.
Balancing the facade's string, Stumbled, I lost my footing, Saving an unreal illusion I fell into a swamp of confusion, Pleasing the dreary grey world, Neglected myself - lonely and curled In the corner of my room Like the sanctuary of a womb, Observing the trends in the garden I forgot to water my core, …
Pure-heartedness repaid by false-heartedness... Oh, Humanity!
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.