Poem: Solace in my Universe...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

his beautiful wings
covered my face,
the fatigue ended for once
my heart burst
fading in time
dying with its feeling...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

carving with his little feet,
leaving scars in my skin
and my heart shrank with excitement
for once.
all the memories collide
fiercely...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

with it's feathers
filling my lungs with more than air
embracing its corners
tickling my core and taking my life away.

no more hearts
for this poor maid,
i'm only here not to satisfy myself
yet for you I am unknown,
i pass deliberately against the universe
in your bubble,
no nightingale will came,
this is the curse
for hole like yourself.

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.