A rather overloaded mind,
In this silence, ajar –
With the daydreams
And wordless songs.
An unresolved call
To the closed lips.
The mirth
Of just looking
Within and beyond.
A rather overloaded mind,
In this silence, ajar –
With the daydreams
And wordless songs.
An unresolved call
To the closed lips.
The mirth
Of just looking
Within and beyond.
Brunilda Writes 