The call was to fly but was blown in to relics
The air was tepid so were the words chasing me, me chasing them
Was all clueleseely insane, yes may be yes
Deep within was clamped with the graveness.
From the cat bites to late night chats.
The less words for me, but abundance for most, the
The long last lone and fair hound of colured lines
The others lines at the same moment were never mine.
The time frame was not new except avow of new words
The songs were steamy but the steams were hot
Burnt gullet, soaked eyes and a fury within
Reason were not all mine but yes season changed
The dally for pop ups were warped invisible, I left in asylum
A strained yes but were all mine I chased, ran and fell
Not once but beyond counts, fumbled to the steps
The long snarl of the clocks ticked my beats, heart not their
Seldom did it as if it were all alone, none were the honour,
But yet for the one ogre it seemed a new dawn with every new vow
The words heard were buried, the vision was blurred,
The words read were meaningless for what just one, yet me was none
Whether I knew it or just shut it from the sight of a fright
Truth was the only trust and it was flawless smile in the, me
The long yet never ending hunt didn’t end it blossomed under the petals
The eyes lashes had many truths but the drops within saw it.
The blood oozed from the thrive the last one rather the first one
Was all red but the shrug was green in the other prudence
A bottle lost in the feelings was all sought not the , me.
The bell rang but before mine, the finger opt and I wait
The sounds of the last words is all I reckon the moments
The propelling truth is what I offer today to the day
Was all never ever fading, all the while even while being not one
But it seems I was out all out of the line, just to the day….
