Terrace Poem by Mana Kavingyan

With asleep
An emptiness in my mind triggered deep
Watching the sky
With a cool breezy sigh.
A fulfilled ear after hours of noise
Listening to nature boise

Crowded letters in books of poems
Started to walk before me in verified fulfillment.
Forgetting it is more than 12 am

Abundance of oxygen on the terrace
Where the sky is watching the beautiful clock
Hand jumps in joy without considering the minute.

© Manakavingyan