A friend’s sms,2 in the morning (Malaysian time)
To Veenaa
I wish I was your sky
So that I can give you shadow
In every season
Day and night
To....
Dear friend of mine,
It’s 2 am here
I’m going to sleep
Sing me a lullaby
Into my dreams I fly
To the sky, meight say you hi
If I see you there
My “good” guy.
To Veenaa
If in the dreams
You pass by
Even to say hi
Then beware
I will hold you
Just for a while
To look into
Your “Almond eyes”
Morning,7.30 am
(A reply from me)
Dear friend of mine,
Why lie?
Are you sure?
It was my eyes?
Don’t you know?
I don’t have “Almond eyes”
It’s hazel “Owl eyes”, my friend.
Hmmmm…you were in a wrong dream
My poor little “good” guy! !
luv u, my friend!
B....GOOD, Always!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem