Baskadia

Darling mistress of Nirvana,

One whose ecstasy

brings fertility to the

mourning mud.

The reason of my own

Had I abandoned thee

To the reminent of this world?

Certainly don’t agree.

Let my departure

Exhale no dereliction

For the cause I had to upheld.

The story I wish you could infer.

Gregory have no say in this.

The cambium of world chaos

With his Catholic convey.

I’m not at home with myself

What is worse than death?

Letting you go, what a torture.

I crave for switch of fate,

Where this never issued.

Sleepless days is breaking

me down.

Memos. All I see

Is the film of you and I

I see your smile, and it fades off.

I bestow upon thee the pain

Adam placed on God as he left Eden.

Happiness comes from within they say, but no!

Mine comes from you.

@drichthepoet