Friday, April 6, 2018

Confine Volcano


She might have thought of me and yearn for a while, and encapsulate all the love before it become alive

Confine Volcano 

How the world seen so cruel,
leaving lonely blew butterflies.
For whom pondered netted thought
what had happened to him

love sick of her heart
how could it be believed
when left his name in scribbles
encapsulate and then threw

love so ignored, left away
hence yearning taken birth
like me are still longing
wandering vagrant on this earth

still I'm searching all where
whose echoes still alive
not yet I found the origin fairy
whose heart for me blew