Cries of a Crow without a Throat

Desire and Love leaves me deaf to the cries of a crow without a throat.

At Long Last We Will Fall

Paralyzed by the top view of our descent The downfall of our empire's might into ashes The leaders whom we idolize for their character Are the traitors who sent and scorched our home

Ghosts of my Tragic Past

Alone sitting in the moonlight, alone in the gadding starlight In the grass of wrath I am kneeling Perhaps crying and agonising my painful unbearing Why must she go in death a-sailing?

My Arianne

The moon shone before my death, My chest shortens my breath Can you come visiting? Empty dark laid before me, It is not my choice to flee Would you try to save me?

My Mary Miracle

An Image entered the landscape of my mind A lovely painting of such a maiden The echoes of my sorrow deafen as I hear her voice A lovely sketch of venus in her gown

Whispers and Talks

As she turn her back, I have an urge to follow But I stagger as the sun so sallow Came blinding my sight towards her Finally I realized she is for another I stood alone as I remember

The Garden of Eternal Peace

Once, there was a boy much like any other boys. And once there was a girl much like any other girls. Good friends they are, and as young kids the only thing they knew was to play and study.