Dreams are under colored Water
Beautiful stone
Artificial wave creates the orchestra of schematic life
Crystal eyes of yellow night
Making a shadow over the moon light breeze
Hours are panic and fragile
In side the Aquarium
Still we are happy with the silver screen
We honored our crescendo sin
Running like a clock
Can't go beyond limitation
Can't reach the hip.
(c) raju baruah'2010
Running like a clock Can’t go beyond limitation Can't reach the hip. are you describing the human race in those lines? they are mostly within limitations which makes them normal, clever, smart and ignorant. nice write.
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Crystal eyes of yellow night Making a shadow over the moon light breeze ...... Mysterious too. If got the opportunity to experience it...... Yes, you are in poetry. Run long, feel much, write less........... Apoet