From My Art Gallery

My sky is colouring the feather of my flight, shading with sun, moon and stars

My land is circulating my anxious feets, making them strong for the rocks of destinations

My heart is following unpredictable hopes, setting them on the way of glorious

My mind is understanding the truth of world, watching the tricky game of life

My dream is awaking in the sleepy eyes, seeking the imagination of charm

I’m living in the bubbles of some unforgettable moments, remembering those rigid behaviours

In the golden house of miracles, assuming in this raw world

©️ Aarzu_words

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