A Perspicuous Violin
Followed, being abashed, god light
Rather was creeping in aloof night
And bungled life turns in memories
Searching story of my desire seize
That was yesterday greet of sorrow
And today is last day for tomorrow
Sitting in sets of casual shout of air
Throwing dust of sadness on my hair
And when legs are bound by rack
Then no dream is saved on break
The faiths have been fainted on
Cause mirage looks heavy upon
Back of violin perspicuous emotion
Since almighty ignores my devotion
And when breath of my soul falls quite
Then find a distant way far of disquiet
I bear the unborn dream of love
Sinks from torn stream of shore
And that awful notes that I wrote
Have been failure forms of quote
Which were put in silence deep
On anxious pot of mind on weep
And inward the frosty breath lies
Outward on skin dew drop belies
And twin towns of your heart to me
Aligned to own as ever parts to be
The dreams can be slaved to words
When carpet of conditions forwards