Nature

I walk beside the meadows,
to shelter the world of mine;
for the world is deaf,
to the words of heart.

I sat down at the stairs,
roam in the street of thoughts;
while the coffee I hold,
screams till gets cold.

I dance endlessly in rain,
facing the mighty sky;
till my tears soak,
in the immensity of drops.

Wanted to unlock feathers,

Sometimes,

And it was,
so desperate__
so heartbreaking...
For him,
the meaning changed.
And so was he.
As it was,
deliberately,
meant so!

Sometimes,
in the midst of night,
while walking for hours___
and hours.
Sitting with coffee cup in hand,
with mind traversing,
time and space boundaries.
I ask myself:
"Who are you?"

In the mist of morning,
I sat by the window,
to look at the road,
that was once crowded!