I've looked above
Beneath the clouds
Among the stars
But couldn't see
I've searched below
The rocky earth
The mountains and
Under the sea
I've asked Him too
"Where is it?" but
He stayed silent,
Just smiled at me
Why can't I find
That precious thing
Or wait, was it
A precious place?
A vibrant town?
A drink? Some wings?
Or maybe just
A lovely face?
I screamed so hard!
I couldn't help
It as my thoughts
Lie on the floor
In panic now
I asked myself
What was it that
I'm searching for?
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 2:22 AM UTC
His warmth I love
Though never touched
Cause suns still burn
From far away
He'd hear my thoughts
Though never speaks
But silence talks
In many ways
Oh how I'd love
To have him near
To talk even
For just a day
But I know well
As dreams reveal
When I come to
That he's not real
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 7:47 AM UTC
In a box it stays
Wrapped in sheets of grey paper
For how long?
That was not the question
Each day for sure
Its price increases
For how much?
That was not the question
No one ever dared
To open the little box
Afraid that there's no answer
And that there was no question
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC