He stands there quietly
staring at me.
He never spoke a word.
He never made a sound.
But always confronted me in ways,
I couldn't understand how...
I'm talking about the bird
sitting in front of my window sill.
It's free to go anywhere it wants
But never leaves my side either.
I can see we got one thing in common.
Two lonely souls found each other
in the wild storm.
Their shelter being their hearts, that synchronized in this moment.
When I looked into his eyes,
winter seemed much warmer
YOU ARE READING
Lonely Words
PoetryBeauty lies in you and it's sad that you are not aware of it.. Cause we are all pieces of art made for exactly one reason. You can only know the reason when you look deep inside your heart.
