Beautiful Clouds Unseen Poem by Manonton Dalan

Beautiful Clouds Unseen



i open blinds one more time
to let street light to come
even moths found thier home
so clear i can smell dream
filling up my; my tiny room

dreams are still here with me
waiting for young ears to be
should i let them see or keep
my heart weeps in night's creep
oh! my dripping mind almost done
reaching, waiting hoping some

Sunday, July 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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