I happen to find in a strewn mind
A piece of breathing silence
As I was eavesdropping the wind,
Whispering to a clamoring storm
To blow off my tinges of yellows
In an unbreakable alliance
In my sizzling silver soul
Caged in a translucent cell
Made of bone, blood and flesh.
Then I started scrolling down
The layers of silver clouds
In the multiverse
Of my self-driven dream.
And I met a lovely view
In the splashes of melting gold
During the twilight
Just before the night to unfold.
And it was magical enough
To ride past the lurking inner storm,
Winging on the petals of colors
With newer dreams to form.
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