Have you ever felt the glint of twilight’s kiss?
The sinful truths of starry bliss?
Or just bitter realities as darkness swarms?
As the futility of coldness never warms.
Shrouded in the feeling,
A sensation which sometimes goes on unanswered;
A present time filled with past embodiment,
Shrouded in the bitter stinging thoughts.
Can you hear the darkness calling?
The shadowy truths befalling?
Will you stay to witness the melancholy?
Or move on becoming free and jolly?