Wandering in the dark pale moonlight,
Afar from all those worldly illusions....
Those spring nights, when blossoms covered you temple
With those sweet nostalgic smell.
Those crazy days, when my awaited Soul
Sat impatiently till you returned :
All faded away amidst black fogs.....
Leaving only a melancholic home, my accessed soul and those of your white feather pieces.


My heart slowly sinking...