Monday, 30 September 2013

poem : W I N D

They just float, free in the sky
Not clinging to the gravity
Free in its own way
No worries being hit, being cut or cutting others
Simply, there bringing joy to everyone
To itself
If only, if only feelings are just like the wind
It's just free
Easy blowing its own way
With no worries, calm
Despite the crush, it brings joy
If only word are like wind
Its crush brings joy
Words that bring cold breeze to the sweating travelers
How I hope feelings can be easily put in words
Just like the winds making its own way through the hot air.

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