You are still the same weird feeling
Which is always in my inner side
I never understood what to call it
...
In the darkness of his heart,
Captured by aversion of eyes,
Floating in nightmare dreadfully,
Drawn in vanity of world.
...
I want to die,
Not for being alone.
I want to die,
Not for there is no love.
...
Alienation toward gaudy world around,
Have to suffer from not being loved.
Never perceived superficial disturbance,
Which people endeavor to conquer.
...
English poetry writer)
Holy Angel
Oh my beautiful angel
Come down to earth
The world of ambiguity
No one will hear you
Holy voice of merciful
Ears got used to listen
The same repeated sounds
Shine at me with all essence
Oh sun, my source of warmth
Stay here to change the life
Cause I am seeking a miracle