A Perspicuous Violin

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

In A Field

In A Field

Somewhere in a field vivid children

Of different colors under a chill sun

That flourished immortal for world

On sand of stones, in a wind unfold

The dust of the dark spread in night

Under which fairies lulled them tight

Though it only couldn’t sleep an owl

Who knew the mortality of time foul

Cause all children ran for life and fell

With a turn of way, a way of farewell

And how all screamed once unknown

Around the deaf people as self-clown

The view where hundreds little sparks

Twinkling there in those beds of stars

Waiting for a hue comes from slopes

From inland love and island of hopes

With the heights of silver lined moon

With a tiny pinch of enlightened boon

And secure those priceless gems here

In the vase of dreams and out of tear