Velvety colors dance in the sky covering the world with their rich shades.

The artic air kisses my skin as a gaze up at them.

Street lights illuminate my frame, but dull my picture.


Chatter surrounds me.

Individual strands of voices intertwine together filling the void inside of me.

I watch the souls that shuffle and pass on by.

Their shadows cast over me, and push me further into my wall


I embrace their energy and silently laugh at their jokes.

My soul joins their group, but plays from afar.

She smiles at them brightly, and boldly holds out her heart.


Together we bounce from group to group

Drawing in the courage to say what we please

Our spirits paint the night sky.


As time passes, the groups begin to thin.

The chatter becomes a dull lull

Signalling that the city has began to sleep.


My soul holds my hand as we continue to walk the empty street.

She drags her feet along the pavement.

I attempted to console her, but the loneliness is too deep.

Maybe tomorrow, someone will pluck our flower from the wall for all to see.

perhaps I am a ****.
despite her best efforts to contain me, and his unpleasant grounds keeping, I grew.
I don't believe I'll bloom any time soon, but I keep growing.
Though, I can't help but wondering,
How would have I been had they raised me like a flower?

Where do I go
When you're not around?
I've gotten used to watching over you
That I forgot that I was gonna lose you

I'll stay down for a while
Even if no one's making me smile.
Sunflower still grows at night
I'll sit here and wait for your light

To come back.

Thoughts that begins in her head
like  sparkle light clouds of her imaginary sky....
white Grass flowers are meant to die soon!
But nevertheless, they want to live like other flowers ;
Want to experience the sound of the whole weekend...
Love to make bridge like other's fragrance
But she stopped her thoughts and took leave like forever..!