out I burned
down I collapsed
in I nirvanad
off I set.

Waves of welter aligned to rewind
losing the weight of mind.
Swear I won’t fall again
But this isn’t feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
to pull me back to ground again.

The tune was arising until it’s fading.
The image is grounded until it’s leaned.
The voyager was granted until it’s strayed.
The eyes were flicked until it’s shut.

The hands were clutched until it’s fumbled.
The sight was stretching until it’s blurring.
The breath was pacing until it’s muddled.
The heart was harboring until it’s shivered.

The butterfly was fluttering until it’s tethered.
Sinking, surging, swirling,
There I was, though no one noticed.
Not even my ashes afloat.

Breeze nestled on wings of cradle
Shade blurred in a beam of surge
Petals flicked off stumble
Thorns unfolded to prattle

Fallen angles tethered
sinful to light the
darkened feather
As it fell to fly

You
closed yourself
and returned open.
I
shut my eyes
to see the darkness.

In thee it flies, down thee it sighs
There got thee back to the leap
of graceful nihilism we dwell upon
of forgottened veil unfolds in.
Confessed, the sin invites.

In me it strikes, down me it ties
Cuz’ ain’t you a stranger too?
Absurdity afloating back and forth,
Alienation flattering be and not
Nauseated, the chestnut tree sprouts.

In hell it inane, down hearth it ablaze
Until the sprakle’s all but gone
Not in the way off the grounded What
But on the sheer of That it is
Unhindered, the cradling halo fades.

In blue it prattles, down black it blusters
Can’t the passenger paint a red eye?
Sailboat shivering on the sea
Salvation shotting at the sky
Stumbled, the fallen angel flees.

From a whisper sinking so close away:
Here’s a flight doomed to fall
a leap led to lost
But I’ll show you how

I lost my confession
But why u repent?
I shot at the sky
Did sin see me salvaged?
I cradled insanity falling upward
Got the tune with me?
I mocked the thorn, faded
Yearning, bluing, prattling
I hummed the silent lyrics, nested
Could dandelions dare astray?

Drizzles call, drops fall
Flicks a stillness storms fleeing
Then got to know a flock
of drips dancing in youth
outside the windowsill
So close, so away,
Enough for a drizzloss.
Cradling me a home,
yearned I, isn’t it rainproof?
Yes, if only you were blocked.
In sprinkling pond sank me lost
for gray invaded, drops are doomed
As if dawn dwells upon morn frost
Humming a tune composed by
the weeping sky

The thread thee warp
shadow shall shade so
as silken cradles fade though
So soothing that I
lost the rest soaring

Fool’s gold never seems to keep its shine
as if shiver sun ray never stray
until down it bends
until up it flicks
Naively flow with waves of velvet and thorn
not until finding them its own.

Tuned tile, aged alley, clouded cement,
welcome
wander the sunlight
setting feeble rose and blue
adorning tranquil ardent and alive
soothing sacred faint to find floods of glow
announcing alienated savage to shelter sprouts of soul

I leaned on it,
As it listens to the waves of lakeside,
Frothing more than backing.

I breathed with it,
As it stands with branches adorned by golden spots,
Fading yet staying.

I greeted on it,
As it shallows those lost ones with its fragrant of brown,
Healing for the incomparable.

I fell into it,
As if it starts to stray,
Losing while finding.