My Precious Blue
When surrounded by gray fences
In moments of stark empty hours
Amidst anginal clouds of thought
Compulsion to crawl into cave
I suffocate and grope for you
My lovely blue...
When in the midst of brawl and shriek
I am robbed of my water and sky
Am lost in the hurly burly of my mind
The boat almost sinks in rough sea
I pray for a peace as quiet as you
My tranquil blue......
When I am in lonely soul
The birds are in quest of feathers
The skeleton stares me in the face
The light confined to its darkness shroud
I am in deep need to pursue
Your friendly hue, my warm blue....
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29 February 2016
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