Saturday, April 7, 2018

Sighs Slightly Shroud

               Sighs Slightly Shroud

In the throat sighs slightly shroud
and release with great sobbing throb
how could you held this yearn
confined storm you get into cold

you encroached in my heart thorn
how I caress you , not not known
might I hold you in grip tightly
till my cloudy heart drip down slowly

I want to see your the defeated face
where love gathered in crowd caged
I want to smack all the lingering love
and drink all the yearn you preserved

to fulfil all the skies you kept vacant
from the lips and all pretty particles
hold in the heart to get comfort calm
and make them to be in peaceful nap