Lost and longing...

Drops of silver penetrate the night sky
waiting for magna Diana to gloriously greet the world

The reflexion I see on the water is far from being true
reflecting the drenched face, filled with illusions of the heart

Poetic words lure the hearing of ignorants
casting on them the annihilating spell prematurely

Shaken sentences that still slip through my punctured head
'cuz my emotions refuse to hear the sound voice of rationality

Withering, rotting, dying
the heart that does not speak the language of the living

Solitude being an absorbing sponge
draining every ounce of esteem of the hunter

And yet the lonesome soul wanders the grounds
with no worthy life-defying purpose in him whatsoever

So it waits, for the silvery starry night sky
for magna Luna to come and caress his pale skin

To whisper in his ear:
"Life, as the night, as just started"

And so it rests with a single thought in the mind
that it'll love the world upon the splendorous massive light of Apollo


神龍、23日12月2013年