LOVE IS WAR

The waves were mourners in cemetery Deepening the tears in the grave cloths Like the quick thunderstorms sounding To refute coercive torrents on currents My fears drizzled under the plain moon Stars with their aprons and staff sinews Double clicked the sky in the dead night Like flames in the quick-hearted forests With dewy heavily downloaded sunrays Liberating the day from the hostile hours The worthy clouds’ classified documents Deducted me from incalculable damages My cold fears evaporate into swift winds My dreams blazed under the starry stairs Now standing before the standing moon Love is the war for peaceful losers to win