Sketched Story of Tragedy, Opaque...(I)

My destiny laughs
with lonely death.
Irony pulling strings.
Oh square insanity,
Not this way..

Slowly it rises,
Mind clicks in,
Suffering past pain.* -----------(as in past the pain)
Time is key,...
Sands must settle...

Weaving a web,
One must fall.
Motions crack.
Solace in life,
And the return.

Too simple is this,
Doing litte justice.
I weep thoughts,
Never to be written.
Maybe for better,
Implosion the worst..

Delayed sounds echoed.
At ninety degree circle
avalanches occured,
Physics no bounds.
Taken by it all,
My jasmine rose.....

- varentao