Thursday, December 10, 2015


Healthy catchy dusk
Stirs along starry sky
Busker gets on busk
Draw my eyes in spy

Hearty applause follow
Still trees start burning
Bumper of ashes billow
Draw a pencil shining

Heaty blinding light occurs
Steer past burn in blackout
I badger crowd the matter
On drop the performer out

I reckon it won’t last
Soon you get the off
Sudden as flashlight
Fade in air and poof!

I follow your hung dust
Till I stuck in crossroad
With my chimera burst
Onto awakening dread

I ask gentle breeze
Of where it blew you
‘Cause I won’t cease
Ever on finding you