Skies

Long lost, lost in a galaxy, carried away by the ship of imagination,

I was drenched deep into devotions of the beauty of the warm coat that blinds my vision,

I am the Magnetic stone that watches over its horizon from every angle,

Swallow my lines and part with my selfless eras

Where time ceases my intuition and my instinct drives every nerve

I am the sky, my life is complex my looks will deceive your faith

My culture so predictable it will never cheat your eyes

Like the shades of the dead planets that gets bright with time,

My veins were full of hate when my spear was bleeding

My heart was pumping in gaps trying to restore pressure in my arteries

Paralysed by a flood of blood I saw flowing from a deep wound right between his breasts

As he coughs with a bloody mouth before my evil eyes within dark soul

And the forces of fear would struck my thoughts as the picture gets clear

Watching thy pain in your eyes I felt a slow painful penetration through my chest

And that moment has forever remained a scar in my cursed memories

I am the moon and every second you stare at me you looking a second in the past

That’s how much I can offer I just hope is enough to pay the pills and sooth your regrets

I am the sky, half-light half-darkness, I wear every costume of every culture

I speak every language of every family, I am a diddy of every religion

I am the sky and those who believe in gods know exactly where my hunger lies

Those who are devoted to me, will be left behind with me,

Will be left behind in time because that’s where I belong,

You might want to hold your horses a bit, you and I aren’t controlling staff around here

Am too old you see? I am aging quite slow with day I grew so fast in sanctuaries.

I know your visions gets clear with clocks, I know the future is always blur on your side

I also know how much you understand your history,

 Is how much you have peace with your presents?

It was half pass ten in the morning, the idea was so blur

All thoughts of glory were gone, only the matured ones would survive this season

And the growing branches will die out and fall

Shades were scattered over black soil, field with dead leafs

Thin web sparkles, waving within warm wind as the light passes through it

Between two rock with different colours hiding under dry grass

Precious mountains moan deep from their pumping stones,