May 25, 2014



I look at the sky,
I see the sun smiling.
My mind flies to you
in a distant land.
If the sky could mirror
what our days are like.
It would indeed be a pleasure
knowing what our chores are.
It has been awhile
but I haven’t disappeared,
not even dispersed among
the vapours that form the clouds,
not even gone among the wind
that blow towards the mountain.
This place I miss much,
a place that connects you and I,
and I am still here

© 2014 Balqis

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