Discombobulating eerie day
left me asking on some matter.
Like how the unreachable sky is so gray
even if the day is really a flatter.
Far-stretched lines I drew
in a fine piece of silky flat.
I smell the essence of tingling blue
creeping on the edges where I sat.
Far-flung hopes he seek
with different approach and time.
Ended well in a mountain peak
gushing he came to be, he waited to climb.
Discombobulating ambiance
in the room somehow disturbs.
Prepares the writer into dalliance
so he forgotten all the verbs.
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 9:23 AM UTC
Discombobulating eerie day
left me asking on some matter.
Like how the unreachable sky is so gray
even if the day is really a flatter.
Far-stretched lines I drew
in a fine piece of silky flat.
I smell the essence of tingling blue
creeping on the edges where I sat.
Far-flung hopes he seek
with different approach and time.
Ended well in a mountain peak
gushing he came to be, he waited to climb.
Discombobulating ambiance
in the room somehow disturbs.
Prepares the writer into dalliance
so he forgotten all the verbs.
