Obscure but inquisitive, the ultimate fantasy of matters and desiresHovering soul in constant motion rather dropped in shadows of glitter Not shy in any direction, she notches plumb down the heart heedlesslyMerciless thorns with flowers pierce through wounds of time with a snigger Stack hopes in heaps...

Walking down on the snow over the sun going down thereby in timeCalled on by horses on the sidewalk, delighted by the river turning Chosen by cravings above all to lure the hearts into the ultimate gloryDesires of the soul travel by the breeze spread with...

It took a lifetime to recognize how cursed, brutal and ugly are your waysYour actions stink as your deeds in all the obscurations that walk with you Stuffed, in filth, you aren't distinct from those who trade themselves for cashOr perhaps for diamonds or rubies, yet...

The rain had worked me through the misery over countless rainbows mysteriously murky   Driven by the snow in the absence of emotions Lost in the shadows of pain, I am drunken dirty   Little did the world grasp about passion and glory Oh sweet sorrows, don't you know I am still...

  Every time I fall for beauty, it warns me of rainy clouds in the disguise The bitch I loved had no remorse for her wrongs, only colorless rainbows   How meaningless love may seem, as flowers in the garden carry no scent Fragile and stagnant memories tantalize me still...

Onerous hearts desire an illusion known enough to be determined If it does not let your soul on fire in this analogy, it ain't worth the burn   Imagine expecting love from bitches and calling it the ordeal of artifice Love is not for everybody to keep; most lunatics...