Kangleimaichou

I have trodden patches Told myself, if I were to perish Then it should be while doing so. Never in life for years, I looked beyond that world Where I learned brevity. But the one where I feared love That love was dead Was clear to me. And that I should tread farther, Was the life I imposed on myself. During the long Lonesome days and nights; In jungles, I was gripped by melancholy On the white sandy beaches, I strove not to see love. But it was in the blue waters, It was in the reefs, It was even among the feared jellyfish. Oh love, oh my beloved I had not rested. I had not known it. For I was on the edge, Always on it. What I had was What I wished not to see What claimed me was What the very thing I wished To shake off But I had known brevity. I had dragged it. And I had donned it, And I salted it With literature. Yet I was A victim of paranoia; I thought I was at war I hated what I knew not I looked for hatred where love was; Bitterness in place of scent; Glooms in place of daylight...