some times I pray to the Winds, to blow away my pains and lies
along with the myriad clouds from my turbid skies
and carry me like mist from the light blue seas
to spirits that mingle in an unknown world
where the sky is the centre of a yellow marigold
take me to spaces that dissolve in a dream unknown
take me there Oh, Winds, i plead and moan
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
some times I pray to the Winds, to blow away my pains and lies
along with the myriad clouds from my turbid skies
and carry me like mist from the light blue seas
to spirits that mingle in an unknown world
where the sky is the centre of a yellow marigold
take me to spaces that dissolve in a dream unknown
take me there Oh, Winds, i plead and moan
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