Submissions by Ays

In a motionless circles and how it's senseless                   In these devotions of persons and how it's endless               In a Vertical world and a horizontal place                       In a never ending battle of unforgettable days              

In happy nights starting with black roses                         In a disturbed mind wearing lies as clothes                       In a painting of a sharp texture and melted colours             In a blurry mist and crying mothers                              

In the fear and fearing of fearing anymore                ...