Silent clouds,
Bright greens,
A soft lull,
Seems like a dream…
Nostalgia overcomes,
The brain so messed,
An inspiration awakens
To go back to rest…
The sun hidden,
The birds mingle,
The flowers blossom,
While I sit here, single…
I smell the fragrance,
I caress the feel,
Hoping this moment
Would forever freeze!
23rd April 2005
Tea – Balcony
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