AGONIFIED

Glittering sand in the blooming autumn.

I curse the God for my happiness.

Shallow prayers in boozy steeple chase.

I clang the Temple in my ego`s.

Twinkling thrust abandoned windows.

In the hope of new dawn.

Spiders web in my clustered memories.

Clashing with the melodies of wandering crows.

Turning wheels in the bunch of purple bingo's.

Tapping to the beats of crimson tide.

Bending curves to my clumsy back.

I carved the season to Mongolian bow.

Tripling the money and riding red dragon.

I was advanced for brutal peace.

Rain of blood all apart the barren jungle.

I dumped my soul to thorny marshmallows.

Questions unanswered and mysteries unrevealed.

It`s my curse I have to depart.

All the spears shattering my shield.

It`s my agony I am the last Crusoe.