Envy Color Of Fetters
Puzzled for long. Even at the dawn of the next day.
Sent back to the same spot again on a fixed hand.
Couldn't tell I'm supported. Even I knew it.
Dreams I catch are superficial and childish. Lost a way
to go rot.
Tighter fetters wear me out. Rob, robbed and disappear.
The remainder of obedience still chokes my neck and
chest.
What we found in time.
Hidden, never been understood.
Want other things for next.
Steal, breathe both past and future.
What is epoch? What is today. The ties of life so
fragile so vain.
Smashing each others mind. What is ideal. What is
value.
Near nothing. The character is formed.
Wait not for tomorrow. People follow.
Slight expectation. Caved in and sunk.
In the line of people receiving values.
A wond on my finger pictures the shadow.
A crack of breeze indicates tomorrow.
In a song, I curse. I set my mind higher.
I smile without seeing the precious words of mind.
Fix my gaze upon the despair ahead. Am I sad...
Dying as I live. Will I be in time...
Replace my memories with things I have forgotten.
Accept every distorted thing I see.
I go forward fearlessly for perfection.
My heart is in the other place.
Deserted my weakest voice.
Familiar lonesome face also found what it means to
think.
Wish for the end in my heart again and again.
In sadness, a heavy will I hold humbly. Turn it into
words
And show it a little. Reflect the hope and shimmer on
darkness where the light reaches.
I feel a mind that walks all the way with the darkness.
An old memory driven mad.
