When I paint on canvas an ocean,
I heard the voice of a random.
When I run to the window,
I fall with a paint bucket.
I felt I sink into it.
No, it's a wave! Blue wave!
I sank into my memory ocean.
I saw ancient shipwrecks
that had sunk in them.
Just heard a Mermaid song,
it's my most pure soul.
I tried to catch her
but I pulled out from
the blue paint wave.
When I open my eyes,
I am painted by the colors of memories.
© Sobashi.M.P.Hirushani
- Author: Sobashi.M.P.Hirushani ( Offline)
- Published: August 22nd, 2023 01:27
- Category: Nature
- Views: 3
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