to the Circle

wipe out all the silence!
bring out all the cheers-
the thoughts from nowhere
murderring the distance-
devine crime holding a gladius...

you & me- WE were, are, will be in touch-
never know when the journey ends, and you find the ashes of past!

I close my eyes, I see the bond:

friendship.

Dancing with the wounded feeling

Searching own soul within' rains-
Falling since the first mistake
Murdering inner thoughts
Crying though dazzling beauty

Tends to
Tiredness
Dispersion
What a pain!
Needing spirited bouncing..

Dancing with the wounded feeling
No wandering for a while,
May be extended-
No ecstasy
No leaning on sorrow
Willing to walk towards supplication.