Feelings, Bizarre Feelings

A feeling is born inside me- A lot of feelings- Clotted blood trampling feelings volatile, formless yet formidable desires of Rainbow spreading in the wide horizon. Clutching on to your heart Your faint sounds of love Its humming makes the longitude of my desolate still tower of the silent night. Ever become a boatman on a huge river I hoist sails over the living Nile The vibrant white sails of the boat of mind Moving vessel is basically a dreamy delicate lamp of lifespan running out of oil. The awakened veins burn in the Latent heat of sleeping volcano The specific heat spent for one liter of sleeping blood To raise its temperature by only one degree The hidden desires of my soul fall down like broken wings In the melody of the music makes shedding tears.