Mythical World

Mythical world, 

Underneath the shadow of a disruptive and dismal night, 

Decaying rivers flowed and still in the far off towns and cities 

Rattling and tattling of nibbling time, numberless evanescent flowers,

Time, short and intermittent, stooped and winding,

And each hibiscus is withered before the breaking of day,

I do not see the dead flower. Shadows before and after. 

I find all the flowers are fallen and submerging under the chamber of brown sea, twirling and whirling in the overflowed crowed, I haven't thought I'm a shadow under the empty sky ...

Beware of nights and days, looming spirits over the dead seas and rotten rivers...

beware time is disjointed and crooked like an imposter, volatile and capricious..