Stopping By Accident
One bus sleeping in the valley
Deep night
Rescue team works
We get down from the bus
We are not strange but silence
Can't remove eyes
Clouds are moving like a cow
Moon stuck on hills
They are covered with dew and
-poor moonlight
In the narrow valley
A bed of white smoke
moving sheet
Raw cold
Rejoice my sleepy mind
I saw the sky too near to me
I wanted that
spread over the body with an array of clouds
Can touch extending hands
Time will pass right away
Dawn will rise passively
My stupid heart feels the climbs
-along the hills and slipped down from the top
-just before kissing the cow
Slowly the moon is diminishing
Another hill smiles having it,
Shadow of the moon on the hill
Rays through dark
Roaming of moon from one hill
to another ...I can't write!
But it stuck in my mind
Silence valley
Drizzling
Some faded sounds
Me and my friend enjoying
-the night from a small bridge
Sorrowfulness of hills flows through the small channel
-too far from joy.
Music of water at cold deep night
-from the channel cold my heart and mind
The happiness of a moment
Still, I can feel; Again want to be in it
When I think about that special night
my all frazzle subdued
Horn of BUS always breaks the silence.
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