*Stretching on his easy chair
Drowned in deep thoughts with his eyes closed
A nostalgic journey of his childhood
Dissolved in an ocean of his mother's love
Protecting him in her tears of poverty
Thunder of scream poking into his ears
Ringing of bell hit by hammer
Wide long lips spitting out criticising words
Standing in front of him his wife with a spatula
Looking at her the naive old man
Missing those moments of his mother's touch !*
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 12:04 AM UTC
*Stretching on his easy chair
Drowned in deep thoughts with his eyes closed
A nostalgic journey of his childhood
Dissolved in an ocean of his mother's love
Protecting him in her tears of poverty
Thunder of scream poking into his ears
Ringing of bell hit by hammer
Wide long lips spitting out criticising words
Standing in front of him his wife with a spatula
Looking at her the naive old man
Missing those moments of his mother's touch !*
