Love follows her,
when engulfs her
the pondered hatred,
he gives out
...
You can't stop roaming,
from one end to the other.
The fatigued way's restless edge,
pushes you on the wall of Promises bay!
...
When the sky kneels before
night, day leaves with heavy heart,
I succumb to sorrow.
I was happy with you
...
No, no no poem.
Poem has burnt me
with fire.
Or, I can say,
...
Do you know what
you have done to me?
Do you know,
I can't watch the,
...
I haven't started
the story.
So, I didn't end.
I know what happens
...