callous time
reasoning the unexpected was the mistake I have made.
staggered by the poison drink, I drank with liquor.
denounced my faith, till fate submerged my soul.
lilly calls for him who grieve the breeze from his flesh.
drop of blood be the sword which tilt with the sound of a roar.
quavering voice that woes for the serpent that died.
forlorn opposition he gave out for mere life.
deluded by the ogle, tempted he was remained as he is.
intricate life was set foot on, as he began his journey.
he waits....waits...waiting..for help, 'help'.