AAHAT…. I listen to your footsteps I hear the tears that trickle along your cheeks I cry when I think of you Thy thoughts are all muses Uncertain, directionless leaving imprints on the sand_________________ I am the jailer of the prison of death Where I heart thy haunting footsteps Of lovers away from their lovely brides I am imagining myself as these Basically pathetic I’m but do love you a lot___________________________ I am the motion of sweet hearts beats The kiss of her moist lips I suck the joy and pain from her lips And endure The bitter with utmost sweet I cry to make her laugh aloud I am aware that she loves someone else I am the lone lover in this game But my love is immortal like an eternal flame…………………..
"The time is out of Joint, O'cursed spite , that I was born to set it right..."