You see out the window
and you see sky
I peer out the window
and I spot heaven
you feel bored and tired
you shut your eyes
my soul seeks the pleasure
the child within is craving
you spot the clouds beneath
your mind doesn't bother
I lust for cotton candy
imagination raining
and you see sky
I peer out the window
and I spot heaven
you feel bored and tired
you shut your eyes
my soul seeks the pleasure
the child within is craving
you spot the clouds beneath
your mind doesn't bother
I lust for cotton candy
imagination raining
True, the key is to rediscover the child inside. Well written.
ReplyDeletethanks saket :-)
DeleteGreat Arch!...clouds are always in my head! ;-)
ReplyDeleteHello! What a lovely poem! I enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteyour words reign in truth et beauty.
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