Is it really needed, I put myself in words...?
I just can't talk in sparkles, I'm not a flying soul
Under the sheets in the early morning sun
Behind the books for the late evening fun
You think in corners, I'm lost, but
I'm full of memories in my heart
My life is only a few melodies, short of colours, still
It's a flow of cool waves in the midst of an ocean-calm
Long rains and small discussions,
Close conversations and deep commitments
I'm a lotus in the middle of a deserted pond
Sipping on a cup of tea by the window glass
I can do this more than anyone can..!
Reaching to step out on the other side of the door
Not by crossing my line but by calling you in
I'm free in a cage of my own happiness
Overthinking, devouring the meaning in life
I might be drifting away deep in my soul
But like the molten sugar kicks in
As a flavour in a sweet course,
I'm still living in the fragrance of it all
With a gentle breeze flowing on a river bank
And the twilight peeking through the cloudy mist
I'm making friendships and doing some mischief
That remains in the pages of my journal forever
The melodies in the long long walks, the silent paths and
Their hush-hush talks, unchanging,
Unnoticed, I'm awake in their noise.
Dwelling on simple thoughts, I'm a plain craft
When walls can capture art, Can't I be silent smart..?
Posts and Calls on your phone, Secret photos in my room
When the coins flip, does that change their value, ah...?
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Hatsuhinode, The First Sunrise.
PoesíaEver heard about 'The land of the rising sun..'? Yes, That's Japan. And Hatsuhinode in Japanese means 'The First Sunrise.' of the year which also remarks a major celebration in Japan. This book comes to you as that first sunrise you might need, to c...
