the lost war
as you will , fly away you can have my blesses
but you don't hear my begs if you stay
that's the way
there isn't other ways
heart and soul , our love is encrypted
so shun your sadness ... or the hurts today
our love once had been the fruits
made of dreamed nectars and ambrosia
we gave gods our offerings of best
but the wined and wild nights on beaches
turned and burnt our decrees to sour
I faced north you turned south
then we had parted
just as mutual , the axes stripped mountains
for no forest
there is no flower buds
if no today
we ain't have tomorrows
in the days to come
as our sea of souls is sunk in distress
don't cry out loud to wrench the heart of makers
just shed the hiding teardrops our pain
on our's earthling path
and in the distance past
our dreams ; the death ship's casted away
