I wish, I were a flying bird.
I must come to your window,
at every morning
to sing sweet songs.
I wish, I were a twinkling star.
I must shine for you,
at every night
with full of my brightness on dark sky.
I wish, I were a colourful dream.
I must come to your eyes,
at that time
whenever you sleep.
I wish, I were a hopeful thinking.
I must come to your mind,
in every moment
whenever you feel grief.
and I wish keenly,
I were a peaceful pray.
I must come to your lips,
at every time
whenever you rise your hands.
Tgats a very sweet poem!
Tgats a very sweet poem! Lovely work especially the prayer to lips
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."