Fire of Moods

while we sleep

the world becomes our pillowcase.

his sister wronged him,

he returned the favor without her knowledge.

his mother slapped him,

and he drew tears from her well without seeing her cry.

he couldn’t afford a car,

but he rode all brands before the cock crows.

he loved a girl so much,

that they lived a lifetime in few hours.

he is a dreamer so to say,

but his dreams has never had a teeth

to bite and burrow into the realm of reality.


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