Do not judge my first English rhyming attempt strictly, please :)
Psyche storm.
by Garry Veda
A simple thing I badly wish
since got my mind being always on
have experience quite just gone
And other mortal's abolish
My feeling caused a frontier's full
Got overchanneled my nerve
Can't reach a nous within my hull
Which is responsible to serve
Just being like others there beneath
I want my heart get throttle down
Got ever observed my boun
And kept my teeth beside the breath.
A bit I need my memories
should get lit slowness to creep
The thing I seek is not a slip
And also not the bearing.
A silence worth that kind of will
Expansive bone of happiness
To find a treasure on the hill
To mess all those ever less.
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Psyche storm
© Copyright: Гарри Веда, 2012
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