I was always positive,
that agony was somewhere...

You make me irrelevant -
out of balance...

Amid the stormy ocean, wind keeps straining
under a low pale sky, that's heavily raining...

Seeking a path through
the field of sadness...

A month ago,
he flew off...

I grieve
over the map that you lost...

A glimmer of justice
in a shredded world...

Lost in my literal obsession, I pen you down
with absolute hunger to title my new book...

You're here;
potent like sharp arrows of light...

God witnessed my defeat, today,
while I lost one more battle...

Now that the storm has settled,
I walk back along the trail...

Love can irrigate smoothly the thirst of a desert
can be ignored, forgotten, but never forever left...