JUSTIFYING

 Few pages are remained to be turned. 
 Some passages need further explanation too.
In conversation we must seek for eloquence.
In pursuit of the landscape with winding river 
Or dozing while listening to the song at the bar,
Those undisclosed curves in black desire for consideration
When the sagging hopes measure the fathom of contemplation.

It's least significant to prioritize the words of dream.
In dying ember, sparks groan in hope to be fuelled up .
The secrets of letting dissolve the affliction in smile 
Can never be written or taught in classroom or museum.
So, the pages are still there, mute, undisclosed, unobserved.
You can only murmur the lullaby to the silent drifted currents
Of insomniac conscience and nothingness of lamentation,
Or get hold of crumbling freedom and crystalline salvation.