TEMPUS FUGIT, UTERE

The world keeps on beating while my heart refrains from moving on

Like an alienated sensation from a gleaming paradox of utter gloominess

The negative contrast of my reveries defies my innermost raphsodies

And when my soul hastens... then everything seems to freeze

Like the static image of a picture framing the entire universe.

LUMINAIRE

From the core of my true self

An ardent fire is on the verge of arising

Flaming sparks gathering in my shining hand

A luminous fireball setting ablaze the world surrounding me

Enraptured catharsis, the radiating emotion overflows me with ecstasy

My magic being unchained, like a shooting star lighting up the whole universe