He is still busy watching the starlight
Blowing the bubble wishes, still afraid of height
Tries to colour the world but never shows
Not brave enough but still lantern glows
He walks to wonderland, closed ages ago
Stands at the locked door, burrows a seed to grow
With deep darkness inside in his mind and soul
After falling again, chins up in light to goal!
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Happy new year to all... just a small piece from my side. :)) A metaphorical one. ;p Waiting for your positive views :)
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Blowing Bubbles (2014-16)
PoetryA collection of non-fiction poems... #47 in Non-Fiction #154 in Poetry