25 March 2019 I have wrought my inner being in the days of battle, But my eyes shone bright when it met with your eyes, and I went to heaven at full throttle, I still wonder whether I have won or lost in battles, Perhaps I know, but I wouldn't tell you yet... I thought you were my fortune, who brought along with you, a holy light, I thought of you as my angel, no matter how much we fight, I stood numb with perseverance through our days of struggle, Quiet I slept, inebriated in your love, but I wouldn't tell you... Now that an exquisite bouquet of roses is all mangled, I still in my head draw down the curtains, camouflage and have them rearranged, bespangled, And in the dreamy abode we lay in a hammock with our hands entangled, Swaying with laughter echoing in every nook and corner, we are all glowing and spangled, I feel shattered when I wake up from such paradisaical dream, every time, I lay awake paralyzed with the blissful haze and hangover, but I wouldn't tell you y...