'Busy' by jerin_tasnim
Working at the night,
Tired me, tired eyes,
Looking for leisure,
Like two fireflies.Busy finger,
trained mind,
"Don't look back and
don't remind"Sounds of keyboard,
tapping fast.
Tapped keeping down
all the memories and past.I don't sleep,
It makes me to dream,
Shows me riding
bi-cycle, ice cream!No, it's too far,
far from here.
"Let's just work"
A sound, I hear.Putting off my spectacles,
moving to the moon,
I feel to go there...
in leisures, very soon!Windows brought the wind inside.
It touched my inner soul.
Trying to bring me to the land,
which is my only goal.The clouds covered
the whole moon,
I got out of thought,
moved from the dark
into the light,
Started to work, I got.Fluent, decent fingers work,
conscious eyes get bored.
The unconscious mind
is still advising,
"Hear the voice of road"Opened ears heard them all,
all the plays it plays.
Roads are all
the same and quiet,
where it usually lays.I am busy with perfect mistakes,
don't have time for plays.
Don't have time to hear the roads,
where my sweet home stays.
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