someone's shoot

A sweet one like a small illuminated star,

In the middle of darkness,

In opposite order.

An illuminated silence,

Lepted around the whole bass,

On uncommon way.

With l’il bass, beyond bass,

Opposite to the autumn of calmness,

Up like majority.

Goals of major dreams,

Acts as off hand game with only a bit of sickness,

With offordinal soul.

Easily calibrate himself,

Against the way of toughness,

And transmit it fairly.

A single sentence termed,

Can filter over bunch of phrases,

Begins with bright.

Belongs to north eastern beauty,

Diverges for others,

His contamination tends to be vanished,

Towards his roughness.

I'm very lucky, having the opportunity,

To show him with his selfness.

DiReCtIoN Of My HeArT

Toes over the edge,.. 

Wind blowing against me,..

Flames blaze from behind,.. 

Waves raging beneath me,.. 

My eyes be closed,.. 

Sounds amaze me,.. 

Trying to find peace,..

Where can it all be,..

My eyes open blurry,.. 

The suns are calling,.. 

Up Is where I wish,..

I'm aware we be falling,.. 

How I got to here,.. 

I have no idea,.. 

Hows it going to be,.. 

I have none of fear,.. 

Numb from the past,.. 

Now have no feeling,.. 

Something blistering, 

can feel it peeling,.. 

Time to let go,.. 

Memories are changing,.. 

Who what when,.. 

Now it's all fading,.. 

Pacing the breathing,.. 

Feeling each heartbeat,.. 

Now there's no pain,..

Enjoying the con heat,.. 

Toes no longer lonely,.. 

Body be floating,..

Eyes closed so softly,.. 

With the salty sea coating,.. 

Time seems longer,.. 

As I start to remember,.. 

The times that felt short,.. 

From Jan to December,.. 

The good times I feel,.. 

With yet no regret,.. 

The bad times are more,.. 

They be harder to forget,.. 

The light grows dim,.. 

As I face the edge,.. 

Time is no longer,.. 

None left to pledge,.. 
Tomorrow will be new,.. 

In a world of it's own,.. 

But a'last this pain is over,.. 

Finally, I be home,..