Sadness

Oh! As the sky rise from the graveyard nearby;
A sweet awful serenade comes into play;
Loosing my freedom while grasping words to say,
Keeping thoughts in dimensions that seems so high.

Sweet weeping and memories paints on the sky,
Lonely teardrops of misery gained each day.
Were all these reasons make through to entity?
But they’re the things make my life to be up high,
So why, I have to pose and doubts to subside?

The keenness of ignorance that gone suicide,
Left immunities to capture the disease;
I abandoned felonious thoughts decides;
From craving and carving harmony to hide,
Possess vigorous unsettled emptiness.