Frozen thoughts,swinging emotions,
Confusion all around in motion,
Finding a heart to render one,
Down on paper by a pen.
Time passes but freezes for single,
No statue found for that to mingle,
Sway from side to side no one best to find,
Not a mind,not a soul just so kind.
Nine by nine masculine on earth,nor a woman's tender,
No individual to understand more than the gender,
Thunderstorms,hurricanes and whirlwinds twirling around,
Could one single heart in the throng hear the sound??
Weeping,pondering and yelling in agony,
Until vision turns red and pump mahagony,
Destruction and construction take turns,
Nothing or something is what one from this learns.
