In dreams we dance,
under a sweet pastel sky,
where the sun sets the mountains ablaze.
And the birds long to nest,
but are loathe to leave,
and the broken buds
and the beautiful souls
are carried on an eternal wind.
And the feathers that fall
are white.

Craving the snow like a husky.
Pale and cold and melts on my touch--
I remember those ****** winters.
Through frostbites and numbness,
I would dearly hold it.

Each snowflake I touched made me shiver.
Each ball I made was perfect like a globe--
I saw the whole world in it.
And I never threw them; I kept them.
I never wanted to see you shattered nor dirtied.
Spikes ran through me when I saw you that way--
You should be pale and cold and melt on my touch...

When the
D u
S t
Clears away-

You
(-) (-)
Who cares-

And who moves
Away-

Beau, where
Are you; sleeping
In the blue, or
Awake in the
Deep. Your
Sensory pecks
I need but now
I'm weak. My
Vessel's in me like
Stories speak----<3 of a\
Downed clock making
Time from the split
Part's of this mechanical
Engineered beating
Machine. Open me
Search me- see the
Smile I use as someone
Meek.

~~
Alone, wandering within a dream,
Moving Perpendicular of Counter Clock
Rolling with the Round Stones, Knocking,
Echoing restlessly one after another
Not a romantic tune at all
Feelings are falling randomly
while lovely aromas in the air,
Lights dimming all the ugly duration
while some Faces of Friends hanging
with the Smiles of Sunshine,
Goes slowly between the dreams and shadows
And the sorrows those borrowed
From the chimes of the river,
Over the Silver water while moonlight
Shimmering in a very full moon night.
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

I gave you my heart
and you lost it on the ground
now it's broken into ten thousand pieces
and I'm left here
picking up the pieces