Wish I had an escape from the life of wanderings
Moved away from those souls but haunts like a mess
Love to ran away but stopped me and made me to stay alive
Still it belongs to me somewhere

Wafture and Susurrous at same time with holding breathe 
Remembered my lissome times, with tears filled
Always besides the incandescent murmuring penumbra
Loved to lilt a halcyon time

An access to say adieu was susurrated with in me
No tranquility, nowhere else felt wrathful inside
A soul like storied that rended already
Must have to evanescent apace

Somehow someday I will be sure to be a brume
That to be covered by a bosky
On a gloaming greensward night, you may feel the Knell

Impossible ….compos mentis

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