They Say that the unvisited lonely corners
is dark, gloomy and creepy,
unless they have looked at mine
this beautiful(yet lonesome)
but, completely magical.
No one shall find this place
This is my special
I am concerned about this wide open window
Blue and large, Its hard to avoid
because my eye catches this boy
Everytime, I come here to ponder about.
It never occured to me(until now)
I had never shouted, waving loud
So sorry, Some things aren’t meant to be.
Bricked, mossy,Antique walls
tall with a tinge of sunlight
Kissing its warmth of my forehead
Leaves falling from trees most of the time
It feels like autumn, Just another calm breeze.
I get sad, a little gloomy
My special hang-out
Is resembles me.
The winds calm me down,
Blowing my worries out
Sometimes,thats all you need.