There the signs that thou warmth less,
Lest I was a push keeping river on,
Awakening sunrise that though gave up,
A plug of a cracked loved cup.
Thou depart forcing I was not aware,
Maybe considering the need be fair,
Stabbing, removing the hands holding thee,
Illusions of choking thorns free.
Remolding thyself from ash, God and air,
Perceiving glory conceiving lair,
Reconstructing the ideas from the start,
Smiling to myself upto my heart.
Stumping thine heart to level of debris,
Releasing the bird and cage free,
A past may never forget thee,
My heart a portal for love immortally...