My Love is Sleeping, A Poem – Area Risa
I hear some noises from the corner of the room Walk-in from the front through the middle That noises […]
I hear some noises from the corner of the room Walk-in from the front through the middle That noises […]
The crowded place Feels like the comforts for the society Talk to each other Just for the same thought
Drinking a cup of coffee Thinking about what I shouldn’t thinking It was heavy raining I can feel cold after
They far from each other sight Touch the windows to see what will arrive No, certainly it is not
How this? I can not be sad I can not even cry Just looking, looking for nothing Everything has covered
I have not seen you From the last our sight I have not held you From the last our