Last time the sun set in the sea i dreamt of a bright sky,
Goodness how time just flies by,
the little bird by my window sits with a broken wing
aiming in the air, hoping to fly in,
I talk to it every morning when I wish my voice be heard
May he heed to my wishes and fly high above.
When the wind blows i quickly close in my window,
not a wisp of fresh air do I want to mess my abode
little do i wonder what it would be like, to let the wisp of air
help me rebuild!
Long before there is dawn, the dusk sets in
there is no going of darkness and in comes a ray
sunrise it is, peaceful and far from despair.
In so many words I say what I could never have
In so many words I tell myself what is
A mystery to me, and to all
2 comments:
If Life wasnt a mystery, it wudnt be this exciting to solve it at every phase.
Nice one :-)
Nice picture. Any plans to publish your photo collection online?
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