Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Milky Way of My Heart


I found a seashell by the sea
Why does it look like a whirlpool?
You told me that
It is because of the snowy white line of the galaxy—The Milky Way
The seashell had heard those voices
Captivated by The Milky Way
And swirled into this magical shape
My ears and the seashell
Both want to hear your voice
But you are so far, far away

The flower amidst the jungle
Why do they have such beautiful colours on their petals?
You told me that
It is because of letting the sun shine its ray open the green fields
Its ray of light bright and pretty like flowers
Bringing its glory and burning its colours onto those petals
Thought my love has started to bud
But your love has not shine on it for growth

Leaving me here all alone, a colourless flower
My heart feels so strange
When I silently think about you
My heart feels like The Milky Way
Feeling at unease

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