(autor: jcop)
Desire loop
forever lost is
the unique beauty of thy eyes
it may be around, yet
lost in the gray of perfection
lost in false love
in the moods bored from repetition
are they still able to recognize it?
another hollow day
in the hollow happiness
creativity is twisted
mind is just a slave
for fear of the new
vanish in circle
do I dream nonsense?
or is my dream real?
are your thoughts right?
not yours but of the crowd
I won't stop seeking
I'll always be feeling