Tuesday, March 21, 2017

11:12 PM - Recurrence

I have this recurring dream
A flying kite tied to a rock
Across a riverbend
And when the day turns to night
Untwinkling stars starts falling
One by one by one
As I whisper wishes on each one

I have been searching for meaning
Of each and every detail
All seems to give definition
Of wishes as far as the stars
And will never be true
As my kite slowly falls down
I whisper one last wish


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