Wind of Changes
My silent wind of changes?
No matter what I do,
I won't break down these walls.
I won't get other's joy,
I won't live other's life;
My destiny is different:
It is in mist and cold.
Sunrises in my world
Are followed by sunsets,
With gloomy shades of dark
Getting lost in the fog.
A fragile light will melt
If touched by someone's palm,
And I will get to know:
The mist demands a lot.
What dreams you see tonight
My silent wind of changes?
I won't break down these walls,
No matter what I do.
October 12 2014
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