No the morning won't come
it'll be night forever.
things will go worse
no, they won't change ever.
Stop waiting for
the Godots
look around
how the world rots
nothing fresh
to be found.
only
psychotic furores
abound.
The temples of love
crumble down
in the dreams.
And in reality
they don't even exist.
perpetual animality
plenteously persists.
And it's frown over grown
in the barren bundles
of the brown grounds
of thoughts.
where,
the droughts of desire
fraught with fire
rage and vengeance
never let them slow
and
they forever grow.
Darkness won't go
morning won't come
the winds of fears
smeared with tears
will forever blow
will forever blow...
it'll be night forever.
things will go worse
no, they won't change ever.
Stop waiting for
the Godots
look around
how the world rots
nothing fresh
to be found.
only
psychotic furores
abound.
The temples of love
crumble down
in the dreams.
And in reality
they don't even exist.
perpetual animality
plenteously persists.
And it's frown over grown
in the barren bundles
of the brown grounds
of thoughts.
where,
the droughts of desire
fraught with fire
rage and vengeance
never let them slow
and
they forever grow.
Darkness won't go
morning won't come
the winds of fears
smeared with tears
will forever blow
will forever blow...