Thursday, May 2, 2013
I tried to close the door today.
like a thousand dying fireflies slowly swiveling through the dark.
Their fading light are as bright as the twilight.
As thick as the swimming trees in the park.
I tried to run today and stumbled,
like a thousand freedom doves gliding underground.
My heart and soul achingly crumpled,
uttered a little squeak, a nomad home-bound.
I tried to sing my song for you
like a thousand dolphins echoing echelons in the battlefield
Gliding through the waves underneath the moonlit sky
but your ears and stone-cold heart are thickly sealed.
and that was probably my last try.