Voices dripping with whisper
As silent airs breath in
Capturing the secrets
From the walls within
Troubled are the gusts
A rheum shaking even quiet lungs
While wisps travel
Over empty souls
And passion ships sink
When filled with heavy burdens
Led by kings
Whose men die for a stranger
So let the wind
Carry the thoughts
For they are lost
On those who do no speak
Calamities 