She moved in her beautiful soliloquise ray
Destined to show forth as even darkness succour
She gives hope to her audience
Not one without life can see
Her glide troop glee to the land
Like a catholic mass bell,
She rings the bell of awake
Her ornament in the firmament
Even the deep sea harmfully attractive in her wears
Green and violet in her visible spectrum
Fight her part, in her.
Yet, one take not her beauty but her nature
Life is who she shines when dead rises to tell fore tale
Forth to the heel of the goddess
She's here but not here,
To watch the age that tells time.
So we meet to part as friends turns irritating
High way down the road enemies stare
Not what I want, just their want can't stay.
Life, seem sweet like bitter 'kola', but the destiny of our legs murk.
In muter thirst for old, our hands clutches apart
For the unseen tale our foresight chase
But how long you pick?
That the substance we have, drives us close apart
But the heart flashback to kiss her memory,
It is destiny not entity.
