Already, The time of birth
and The time of death
were fixed; But also
They comes
...
I would be somewhat okay
Or might be invalid,
If I mapped "Mister ECZ"
In your suffocating coordinates.
...
After being estranged for a year
We have a conversation today
In the solitude, under the moon.
...
If you love them
Don't cage them.
Just let 'em fly
And sing the songs of peace.
...
I lie: Afore the beginnin' of the day.
I lie throughout the day.
I lie throughout the night.
I lie even while dreaming.
...
Never
The words let me be lonely;
Whether it's the bleak fall
Or the verdant spring,
...
Born To Die
Already, The time of birth
and The time of death
were fixed; But also
They comes
With full of dreams
As I open, ,
The door of My sore eyes,
Mind mingl'd with the heart,
N' give birth to them,
One by one.
I ain't care to them
For their nourishment,
But, Still
The father and mother
Never stop giving birth
Sometimes,
Even While I'm sleeping
Unknowingly They do birth
Just Like a Nightfall.
Neither They can bloom
Nor they can live happily
But also They born aiming
'To reached to Gracy's heart'
Hello air, Listen one time
'They want to die,
On the land of the Gracy's heart'
So Please aid them to reach'd there;
But Air never do
So, Unwillingly,
Before I fall asleep
I need to murder them
One by one by Crying
©ECZ || Tue.7 Feb 2017
Poetic Words:
Sore: physically painful as a wound;
nourishment: support by giving what they needs; .
Mingl'd: combine;