Yes You Will Wonder

The art of meddling our mind,

is what defines the height of your fame,

some words will bite your heart behind,

they will put you behind black flame,

Yes you will wonder what went on,

and they will gratify them with your mourn,

Your book sometimes be closed resolute,

some gaze will tear your pages,

your tiny eyes will watch them pollute,

the great holy book that took you ages,

Yes you will wonder what went on,

and they will gratify them with your mourn,

Your lifelines which pleased you,

will listen you crying silently,

dying in the tyrant ocean so blue,

that you will wonder its blur blindly,

Yes you will wonder what went on,

and they will gratify them with your mourn,

All your short dreams that created your will,

be shattered before your eyes,

your heart be silent and see them drill,

and you would be stabbed with all the lies,

Yes you will wonder what went on,

and they will gratify them with your mourn,

The little regret that would arise from the sea,

sea of your maturity, sea of your past,

shall with the deepest of your watches flee,

and to the utmost time and life of you will last,

Yes you will wonder what went on,

and they will gratify them with your mourn....