
where have you lurked?
to whom have u barked?
was it the desolate sky?
was it the shiny moon..
what made your inside barren so soon?
was it the blue ocean?
was it the distant frown?
was it the galloping waves?
was it the alien pebble?
what made you to turn away..?
was it abandoned fleet?
was it the echo of indulgence?
was it the high wall?
was it the walk on a windy shore..?
what made you to sway no more..?
lost in the melancholic sighs
trembling tumbling frolic smiles.
jittery sights..resisting kites,
they say you still breathe, exhaling highs.
was it all because the will flared?
or the soul had a part to play?
detesting end, convinces the wrecked cart,
even the time wanted to play a part.
