"The time i didn't stood up for her"

Eyns blinking,lashes blow the withering wind away

brows stretching eyns weeping

face wincing 

to prostrate oneself on the wet grass

souls rasping and pray to thee

dear my mighty thee

couldst thou

 turn back to the halcyon days

where she plays a role as a motherly mother whose alarmed with my cries at the owl's night

awoke in every single ticks of time

to keep me silent as she sang me a song

the stars blinking the moon smiling

picturesque in a beauteous scenic as i fell asleep

couldst thou 

turn back on time the moment she laboured me?

yawned to death,howled to vied to give a soul to the innocents soul

and soon raising a bairn 

as the time flies,till its stop

couldst thou

 recreate the exact memories that sealed?

the shelter and comfort that she gave

the alms that she provide with a harsh palm

deep down inside

somewhere i knew

she's keeping her smile too often for me till she's forgot to keep hers

she knacked it

couldst thou thee?

couldst thou?

as the wind slopes,the weather sharps

my guilt picturesque in front of me

my mitts sweats of regrets

bemoaning the chance i used to have

to love her

to embrace her

but i missed it

by making a thousands of reasons to not to be with her

missed of saying "thank you"

missed of saying "i love you"

but i never missed of saying "i hate you"

how cruel would i be?

how demons get into me?

i just don't know

and that's when i didn't stood up for her and it's a past tense memories.