for the soon

just remember my unborn children of endless moons

and gettogether soons

one day shall stand in front of you


for all

pleasure is a reason & result,


misery is quite likely a source to be fed on.

so shall the sun smile into your hearts

without making your feelings burn.

be the cat of your own

let the mad inside you

get along with the sad.

with a fake kiss on each cheek

let your souls play hide and seek.