A rose for a rose,
which brightens my spirit;
A few heartfelt words,
to see a smile upon thy lips.
...
As I lay peacfully,
on my porch looking,
at the dark, gloomy sky,
Cryinfg which is, its heart out.
...
The world around, has closed on me,
Confining me, within life and death.
The days of my freedom, have passed away,
leaving me naught but;
...
Believe we doth in,
He who dost treachery;
Traitor w calleth him,
who knows naught, but loyalty!
...
The flowers that I send,
may not reach you in bloom;
but the scent of their blossom,
the air shall surely give you.
...
Thou art still, our Hero,
Oh god of Rain,
Bur what has invoked
thy anger,
...
I'm no hermit, no monk, nor even a saint,
I'm just a soul,
searching for a place;
in heaven or hell,
...
I know, but a drop
and there's, an ocean to consume;
I am, but at the foothill
and there's, a mountain to ascend;
...
The wings abate, of my soul
Stretch free, I want to;
The reins tight, bind which my verve
Break all, I want to;
...
The moment I saw thee,
I felt the heavens were revealed to me;
The beauty blissful of thee,
I thought was made just for me.
...