The situation is as follows:
I sense continuous hollows.
My world revolves around the world.
My mind just can’t keep out the cold.
I feel it in my breath,
It comes to bring me death.
I want to fight somehow,
To stop the coming now.
But all I do is stray
Hoping I’ll lose its way.
Though this is not that great a toll.
I simply mother’s call.
She is to bring life to the world.
Who am I to just say Hold!
If She does stop the rain above,
To clear the land and bring the dove.
I tried to cry but I just can’t
And all my swords are now just blunt.
And yet, I see the sun with all its rays
Forgoing, shining future days.
And that will happen after darts
From fate’s bows, with arrows go in parts.
But I will be around no more
And yet my life will keep its core.
Oh…I don’t know really what I say,
My head is full with love, dismay.
What comes will come and that’s the way
The world is destined to obey.
And I like she have my own path
I vow to follow without wrath.
My soul in chains, is so then set.
I’ll fight the coming storms to get
My one and only true desire
That can really quench this fire:
It’s you, yes you of whom I say
You feel it too, don’t turn away.
You’ve waited all this long for me,
I’ve searched the world above for thee.
And here you stand in light’s own clad
Not knowing really what you had,
Not knowing how the world’s to come
Like in the walls of ancient Rome.
Or maybe…wait! I am mistaken
You do know really and you’ve taken
Just step-by-step what life’s been giving
Not straying really, slowly living.
Or maybe this again is just as wrong
And you as well, have faced the throng
Of quarrels, obstacles and flaws
That all around, life tends to throw
But I right now have “talked” enough
I now surrender my pen’s though
And start afresh another time
When words again begin to rhyme.