In The Nightfall

Here in the nightfall I often wonder
If someday the moon is gone forever
No stars, no fireflies nor a proper measure of pleasure
Neither I, nor you would know the meaning of leisure
For here even the nightfall is as loud as the waves
Clapping, applauding from inside the grave
For even silence is deafening for the nave
The longer I tried to stay to my gaze
For here in the nightfall it's never idle
And my soul is baffled in the intertidal
The leash that binds me is always guileful
But for tomorrow in life, I'll shall fight this tidal

-PRK-

Questioned The Charioteer

Took an instant veer
When things get unclear
When around the sphere
Couldn't hold his spear
When it's very sheer
When it gets severe
To even be sincere
To even revere
Or to interfere
With their yesteryear
For their yesteryear
Never disappear
For the chevalier
Ceased to volunteer
And without a sneer
He then leave a sear
But why are still here?
Still lost in a blear
Why should I still steer
Questioned the charioteer?

-PRK-

That T Junction

So I proceed
Like nothing was going to break my stride
I refused to leave anything untried
Even when some ties then became untied
I wished I wish for it to subside
Unfortunately I kept getting defied
At times even when astried
I begged for immunity to betied
But I was born partly fictional like Hyde
Cragfast between junction
Precasted between replusion
Classed between gumption
Confused between eruption
And oddity erection
But I did proceed
Towards that T junction in greed
A while later out of misread
Realised slowly I could mislead
And satisfaction wasn't guaranteed

-PRK-