Twisted thoughts madden my soul while on my own
Sporadic in its approach spun in my head bursting with
Emotions, raging fire strikes at my heart in wreckage
I cannot escape being felt yet I wish, to which magnitude
In the star studded nightfall memoirs of me look intently
Your heart was out there blowing in the breeze of
The Spring, how have you become forlorn to picture
The Summer heated the earth frenzied and droughty?
A flowing sensation on my mind waves a rising
To poems, awake to hear human heart beating,
Making it out of being, trance, agony and bliss
The shape of heart rejoices, shudders to verses
In perfect harmony...