PENSIVE

Laying on grass, watching birds fly high in the sky,
It's sunny, a perfect day to be cherished for!
For a perfect thinker to rule a perfect life,
Boisterous soul now keeps in silence,
Lost of powerful words, and never dither anymore,
Because of the soporific effect of the sun,
So she closes her eyes,
Nothing to be worried anymore.

MEMORIES

  
They told memories are good, 
I recalled at those memories, 
I felt meanings,
I felt less.

They told love should be shown all the time,
I loved the days,
He just hated Sundays,
But we pretended to love everyday.

They told rain is diamond,
I was running in diamond,
Filling soul with cold diamond and fake thoughts of uncertainty,
Since then I didn't walk in rainy days anymore.