Friday, October 28

Stiffly lying on the marble floor, with the open sky at reach.
Hear the traffic beneath, just another unchanged melody.
Glare of the playing lights, reflects upon me.

A sight full of beauty, still nothing to see.
My eyes continue further in search.
Heart's pounding, mind's aching...

What do I seek,
which is still unseen...

1 comment:

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