Distance

How long a road hell
Before one can grasps the seeds
Of one's intentions

Words

One thousand words
In bits of silence
Unintended

Flow

In mind’s disorder
The heart picks order
Of own intentions

Intentions

Noble intentions
Get lost in appearances
Like smoke between clouds

Solitude

There I am alone
Broken pieces of intent
Pave the way through time.

IntentIons

Of good intentions
Hell is fed with desires
One brings us to light.