The Regret of Marrying To the World
The day soul sweeps the air, the knock of tears never benefits, all the
Enjoyments with red alert and maple of crystal cry which doesn't
Benevolent in the morning life expected to surround to sorrow.
The time these fingers feel the pain like the weight of Kilimanjaro with
Shroud clothe is the only asset, thy body used the best perfumes it smells
The air and silent of life is the only option on that day.
Drunk with rivers of milk each morning to monster, the multiple want curved
The day chew the night with regret and sunken face that of your banks
Account unwilling to pay homage despite all the efforts you have been
making for it.
It appears like rot eggs the sky is angry with you where your loyal friends
Used to whisper in your ears no longer willing to drop grain of sand to
Close your eyes neither nor give you the chance to chameleons color and to
let you visit memory lane together.
The time you defused your energies to plant trees that bear bitter fruits
Inasmuch as you got the opportunity to opt trees to bear the dates of
Success, you sucked it with your imagination, now the scent of food is
only for you.
The flowers you have planted is your bonus where harvest dangle of seeds
Separated from the positive ones where your cage of denial demote you to
see lesson.
The symbol of success lies to the days you have paved the road for a day
Payment received and the time sky flies away where your energy no longer
important.
Where your throne of power renders empty service the sound of serenity
Turns you down the joke of the night manifest; it is indeed true no amount of remorse is fairly sufficient to the fable negligence of duty to the dust of your life.
Copyright © Mohamed Manzur Bah | Year Posted 2017
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