Brain's out to overcome that Shame...

A little bird spotted that morning shine,

beside me.

Overwhelmed to bleed,

But the blood’s host still unveiled,

That condition resolving tears,

from frighten eyes,

Tiny legs were sparting,

As a pronging vibrator.

I displayed out of my emotive notion,

watching and watching,

Trenched simultaneously along the watch.

My restless mild tears,

Causing blurred view.

Totally off the way actually thinking towards the cause,

Just pronely watched over my empty brain.

Wanted to help,

But feared of Its enhancer.

Left from the only idea.

But still continued staring by that unfortunate shame,

thinking and thinking.

Felt my synopsis vibrating,

By a single question,

“what to do?”, “what to do?”,

I wanted but I couldn’t.

And now here’s nothing to do.

These were the fourteen minutes,

For lifetime thinking and lifetime shame…..