Never knew, never knew
Old days, there came a blue
Though the sky was blue
Never a hit to make it move
Secrecy, secrecy
All clues are shrouded in secrecy
Their whereabouts are now in mystery
No one would find but read history
In the dark, we knew who,
hid all things, but a clue
All his world was rude,
but the sky was still blue.
Certainty, certainty
The shades of blue may vary
The clue let everyone in a hurry,
since they all know who "that one" is
Now all can see through
He know he can't make a move
Old days, the sky was blue
Time flies, it remains blue.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
A Chaotic Mind
ŞiirA series of poems that I write about my daily life, including strange thoughts, struggles and love. Life is a chaos, but so beautiful.
