Why I love the whisper of dew drops
And mischievous chilly winds
Why I listen night birds’ painful songs
By letting the coffee cup abandoned in my kitchen
Why my heart beats so fast
When train crosses like a monster behind my backyard
Why I forget to close my bedroom windows
During the killing winter nights
I ask and ask more and more questions
After your sudden departure from the lane of my heart
I inquire more and more
Why rose can’t bear caresses of capricious dew drops.
I know the moonlit night, singing trees
Haunt me, kill me every time
When I see your face on the moon and
Hear the voice in murmurs of leaves.
Very nice... keep doing good thinhs☺��������
ReplyDeleteThank you princess for your comment. I will try to do something good.
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