BUNI YADI:
i.
Ill winds blowing
From the house of imp
Has shared the fire
To castles in your estate.
Landmark of fortresses
May be forgotten before
Souls sanctioned reaches kismet
ii.
buni yadi,
letters from hell
may no be recieved as quick
you know NIPOST;
species of snail
but be sure to recieve mine,
dreams were roasted on your playground.
iii.
at your backyard,
dear gentle homeland
Homes were thrown into the forest of finding
Before you,
Travelers were buried with fierce rights
Beneath your cuddle,
Dreamers died dreadful deaths
iv.
Buni Yadi,
Civilians treks with grim
On a faulty home
Caressing ghouls with a numbed hearts
While,
Officers fly on sacred wings
From the snag they planted at our borders.
v.
Buni Yadi,
Pray