ILLUSION

THERE were many burning hours on the heartsweet tide,

And we passed away from ourselves, forgetting all

The immortal moods that faded, the god who died,

Hastening away to the King on a distant call.

There were ruby dews were shed when the heart was riven,
And passionate pleading and prayers to the dead we had wronged;
And we passed away, unremembering and unforgiven,
Hastening away to the King for the peace we longed.

Love unremembered and heart-ache we left behind,
We forsook them, unheeding, hastening away in our flight;
We knew the hearts we had wronged of old we would find
When we came to the fold of the King for rest in the night.

I can't hear it thru my chest But l see it thru the death of sun & birth of dreams Because it causes the moon 2 breath heavily And you can't scream above silence My heart always brighten the red Although this sound strengthen my feelings No dream will be nightmare And darkness becomes more lighter Watching ocean in my hands won't scare me Feeling smoke in my hair won't hurt The flowing of blood in my veins won't break But the only charm will be sky Listening to the beat of my heart won't make me lonely Its shape become vivid in my imagination My wish will be to 

Digawe : Kiwitto Doank