I'm no shy to say I'm a Dreamer
Yes a dreamer
of waves on the sand
and melody of the ocean
gets ruffled by the tiCk-tOck of the clock
The bunch of books under my hand are
nothing but a distraction of the mood
With the feel of the wave and the colours
and the sand
Where do I began ,..
But the wind
That blows cold , flips over my papers so bold
and that's it I'm here with a mood of summer in this frozen winter
And now the clock tells me I'm late for the plans that I can't escape.
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YOU ARE READING
Aroma Breeze
Poetry" You treat them like they have a heart like you Soft and tender .. That's how you write . So beautifully , right !. Inside your head must be a forest and mountains . I believe !. So I told the stars about you . I'll sing until the miracle comes...
