 
The World
an awaken corpse, hailed from the grave,
grudging over the world, who did not behave
enslaving it, for the richness,
while he and his love ones, stayed buried
he begged for his family, and he begged for them to be spared,
but they were not worthy enough, for what the world had,
what the world has become?
as the sun shines in,
I swept myself into the darkness,
how it reminded me of my friends,
I once knew and hate,
this is what they create,
unleashing the very beast of me,
as my only world was my very own insanity, The Worldin My Immortal Poetry
Not Expecting
He walks out and glance,
Upon the sky, like it's raining angels
With much astonishment,
He walks outside as he hung lanterns,
Brightening our farm,
Across our field,
And he looks and smiles at me,
And then he frowned,
Like there's something wrong with me,
As I turn and saw a storm coming this way,
He ran so fast, it looked like a flock of doves,
Dashing on a Milky Way
It was a storm, in a dark form,
Its not a hurricane nor thunder,
It was just my long lost enemy,
I've not seen in many years
What is she doing here?
Why was she here?
Interfering into our life,
And breaks everything that's near
And worst of all she came,
And Not Expecting
Don't Speak
The words you've spoken to me,
Was so vivid, and yet it disappears,
Within the lost of my consideration,
You've watch over me, as you murmur,
Your lexis so clearly, it could burst my ear,
I wish to know you well, and I wish hear you speak,
For once you'd not stop,
Teasing me, and quit as you please,
And invading my mind, each time you needed me
And each time you disappear, you've hallowed my soul
As you play me as you please, leaving me cold as you please,
It is a torturing me, and yet you complete me…
But yet you've destroy me, and yet you've murder me,
with your counter words, so diligently you've made me forget,
who I wa Don't Speak
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