Dec 2015
Absent-mindedly gazing at the white ceiling
More questions than answers laying up
and the blank space hopelessly looking back
Peeking through the window
a beam of light meets your eye
Its warmth bringing back up
the gold dust glittering, swirling, dancing
that makes the world go round and round
the clock, the Sun and the bend
More questions than answers laying up
and the blank space hopelessly looking back
Peeking through the window
a beam of light meets your eye
Its warmth bringing back up
the gold dust glittering, swirling, dancing
that makes the world go round and round
the clock, the Sun and the bend
if you have any kind of comment / remark, please share because I'm not really satisfied with this but can't find what exactly feels wrong !
