
Why did the song end
Ohh… leave the languid feather,
In the abyss I descend
The music of flutter,
I see the images above clutter.
The zenith of joy is not far
As the last sorrow my breath utters.
Waving my hands to woebegone look,
The gleam remained and my eyes drooped,
Rationale surrendered and conscience took,
Funny loop ends in iterative hook.
Constant smile defining the demeanor,
Wishes to dream forever,
As the existence is surreal,
Memory cons and defies what’s clear .


