ode

Ode to the blue heart,
which one never knew how to be red

Ode to the heart,
which knew how to rant thousand of different complaints
and never knew how to solve it

Ode to the heart,
which never knew which direction to go
and was sitting in lost curb

Ode to the heart,
which always showed up and never knew what time was

Ode to the heart,
which dreamt thousands of colors
but lazy to paint one

Ode to the heart,
which no longer exist in my body.

Because ode to the sad song which i'll never sing again.

No comments:

Post a Comment