Birds On Moon Poem by ashish shrestha

I'm thinkin keepin it to myself,
I'm blinkin my eyes, my ceiling so white.
Just an opinion, a voice said,
I'd better not say that but
I miss you so dearly, ur smile so warm,
I know it means love.
I'm floating with my shoes on,
on a green field, in the sun shine,
Birds with the wind, they fly gliding,
they went hiding behind the trees.
I was walkin with my shoes on,
a car blew it's horn, I found myself in the
middle of street, and I kept thinking.
Just a question, a voice said, will this glow
end with the season?
But I need u sunshine, my bones are rusty.
I gave my head away to a thought, I'm drifting,
I'm shifting further every other day,
I missed u so dearly, your love so warm
and it means much.