Sunday, January 12, 2014

A girl – puzzle with a missing part


A lonely bird

who lost in her way

sat next to me

Unexpectedly

flashed in my mind

with a lone gone memory

in a closed chapter . . .



Once a young bird

blind with her feelings

flew to catch a mirage

that she never gets

seeking help

to make it up to her dream . . .



Picture frames have changed

It’s not like what it used to be

does she knows it

or just pretend that she don’t . . .



Life is like a circle

what goes around

come back around

may be in different way

with a different shape . . .



I wander why

Women are mysterious

like a puzzle

always with missing parts

that you never solve

even you try life time . . .



what else should do

except avoiding

because there was nothing before

and never would be . . .


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