Traitor Hollow Belief by Puloq Arafat - HTML preview

Drained Ornament

The deadly coward fasten the seat belt-

And drove the psycho of silencer-

Blaming the dust of path.

Grading the violent fire of wind-

Jerking the mind ruined-

Calming the raise trier-

Filming dangling wire.

Merging the drain of prayer.

Creator knows the souls-

The jewels of ornaments!

And the sovereigns of soft hearts!

Color of wind-

You try to see please.

Can you see it?

Can you feel it?

Wind is the vessel.

And really it is-

The ornament of creator.

You deny every time-

And toy it.

Supposed to stop-

Why?

Take breath, fake breath?

Breathing costly?

Life is breath.

This is cheaper than the death.