a cup of tea along with boiled rice and oats.

Sweet Invasion lulls a hearts,
and laid it pierced in arrows of treachery
slain'd by deception, Impaled by lies and conspiracies...
such brutality life gives none can measure up to it.
Ah! mere mortal's fate, written cannot escape
Though, with fingers on strings of choices to be played
There are times when the skies stands still and
pure dark sweeten tongue fills up one's ears with dreams in place where nature has turns it back to even imagine to gift it a breath of air .
such shoulders spiked with poison and arms opens up to
only to conjure illusion
takes a fool to belive in such substaintial vigour .
dare me not, again. For thou has bond me once and twice with assumptions ... A kingdom's fall and rulers gets shakled and chained, mocked by powers of sublunary love. A prisoner
can never dream or have hope, when he has no more walls to crash
except for the ones, that he knows sound proof the commotion of the
world outside .