Tuesday, 28 June 2016

Wandering Eyes

It moves
It wandered away
Through the thick walls
Delicately it sway

Left and right
or straight ahead
Your gaze excite
"For me, " I pled.

Midnight Clock

Two One Eight
She was trapped
Midnight air as bait
While her mind awaits

Two One Nine
She drinks no wine
Her ego declines
Her heart confined

Two Two Six
"The clock be playing tricks"
Stood and air kicks
"Back to work, avoid conflicts."

Three Three Eight
Her energy dead
Her face red
Memories came back.