From the balcony, the city, town, sky, clouds, trees are very beautiful – it felt surreal. But it is all real.
From the balcony,
The majestic clouds seemed to smoke from the volcano;
It seemed to speak something,
I can only see but not hear.
My hands on the railings;
Looking up, I watched the small birds,
Flying very fast in the pink serene sky –
In different opposite directions;
They seemed color black because of the sunset;
It was peaceful in a way that,
I can only see it but not hear.
At three p.m.,
I was crying because of you;
The wind is touching my tears,
I sat down on the balcony.
At five p.m.,
I stood up,
I saw a mosaic above;
The rainbow is not dead,
It is falling from the sky through the clouds.
As my hair falls through the wind;
I was sad,
But I cannot help but smile –
At the sight of the rainbow.
Will it mean something?
I do not expect anything,
This bubble is already enough,
This daydream is enough.
It was almost six,
I find myself smiling because of you;
I was very happy,
You are not here,
But you sent me the sweetest thing.
I guess, the rainbow told you,
To come back to me.
I guess, the rainbow saw,
How I grieve about you from up here;
I guess, the rainbow means,
We are the two ends where the rainbow meets.
When I looked up at the sky,
The rainbow was gone;
Still,
I smiled at the sky,
Where I last saw the rainbow.
At seven,
I was waiting for you on the balcony,
To watch the stars with you,
And I realized animals have feelings too.
We went home together,
I am having a hard time differentiating,
And figuring the difference of idea and the real –
But you told me this is real.
You told me this is real,
And it felt real –
You feel real.
I once was scared of the real,
I was so used to living in my head;
I thought all would fade,
But the ideas I deeply treasure will remain.
Because in the end, all will not stay –
Only myself,
And the ideas in my head.
But you pointed the streetlight,
Above it is the moonlight;
I see your smile in the shadows,
And you told me about the balcony.
