Dusk grows colder with touch of night
Endless dispersed junctures of musing
Shifts rear, to where the elixir
Loses it's decree.
The ceaseless verves elegant over
The distress psyches are lost.
Days are a loss.
Every man every mind emerges no less than once
And passes through stable or fickle anxieties
Everyday a place we crave to linger on
Crossing the intimate cold weathered mind
While the sweet earth shattered
Behold the gain and defeat
At emancipation
Stray down as we grow up, wild.
Everyman vicinal to safely linked fractions,
Hands, limbs, appendages and intentions
They're wrenching apart!
Every place is low
All phase crease shifting
Invincible.
Fear lands of losing hope
Procreation of dire dreams
Elevations of bright hopes
Of short-lived visions
Dwelling since past until
They pass.
Present, the only sagacity amends with
No ultimate visibility
No validity of self supreme assertion.
Ever meandering, flocking feather's tidiness.
As we live, we change everyday.
As we dwell surpassing the
Awaited times of yore
Every place is low
All phase is shifting
Invincible.