In a long way to go to someplace,
I looked out of window's car,
Mountain view seems so mesmerizing.
The sun between the mountains,
Started to show up,
As the sky seems so blue,
And filled with clouds.
I started to wonder,
that the clouds represent,
our love.
So beautiful, yet so hard to reach.
Even we reached it,
We can't touch it.
I hope our feelings,
to each other,
don't fade away,
Like the clouds,
who's blowing away,
by the wind.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
