Zenith

The waves of inferno Can be felt in far of land too Even though the eyes can't see The vibes of discomfort reverie Like twins of same mother Feel the joy and pain of each other Nothing has gone unnoticed For your merriment hold The germane of my life Not just to grab as mine But to hold this Until life departs Zenith is to be felt So that you don't miss the belt For which you labored like a leman Weaving under terrible hot sun That one day despondency May adieu you for eventually As the querida chose to serve you Despite the seasons we defy But time has aptly engendered The commissure that deepened indeed Nothing is worthless ever Serving the purpose forever.