Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Upside Down Words

 

Old days sparkled in my hands
speak in anxiety,
I don't get it,
I hear the heartbeat of ancient sun ray,
The Moon's faint light
whispers from the bees,
going all over the places,
Listening to words turned
upside down,
wishes dance and sing
like flying glitter,
Dreams draw nearer,
Peace hums to the world
like humming birds,
with eyes as the window
to the world.




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