It Was Not Written

The sky invades by fireflies
The moon seems ruled by clown
Warm view can amaze the eyes
But can never change what's brown

The zephyr drives of the air
The sweet sonata of the wild
Lukewarm feelings nature shared
But never liquefied the icy cold inside

For what can nurse the wound
That mirrored not outside
Not even the lovely stars and moon
Can make this heart feel so alive

Once there was a love so true
That's being admired by the happy crowd
Now like him the crowd so blue
Because that love is not written in the cloud


8/10/2016
Mysterious_aries
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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