I stepped out of the wind,
closer to faith by one page thin.
I saw the wind fled,
deep into the sky which turn red.
I felt a little pain,
I know our memories won’t remain.
Wind comes and goes,
as the temperature rose.
I wish nothing ever changes,
so I could ride the wind for ages.
However I’d stepped out,
The wind has left me out.
I closed my eyes once more,
Hopeful for the experience I had before.
Those eyes taught me somethings.
Thousand worth million things.
I miss those times fill with lies,
I despise the tears fell from my eyes.
A hush Over the wind
Monday, September 23, 2013
Posted by Falalin at 1:26 PM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment