Too tired, I fix my eyes on the ceiling
White
My personal sky
Too tired, I collapse inside
Invisible walls
White
Smashed cells of fury
Too tired, in this early summer
To even flash an eyelash
White, the ceiling starts the spin
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Elegant and well crafted too.
Thank you so much, gopallahiri!!! You are most generous!!!