The Veiled Woman

While staring helplessly among the eyes I could hear the agitated cries Striking endlessly along the only lane that remains Among the everything that is falling around The numbness of your middle and your gasping inside Breaths of the glossy life are forbidden Hence what you only perceive is now out of sight And you better cover that sinful face and sheath yourself within the veil of sighs Then swallow your voice ,your source of shame And lay down the neurons that left Within the scary hands Though you could hide your striking sense of pain And smile like the shy red rose of lies The dusky halo of your soul appears But no one is here ,except your prudent dice So hold your tearful sense and sneak through the under-land For once they said ,the deeper the grief the closer is the god