Rabu, 28 Oktober 2020

two years

Gloomy woman

Her life waves

She meets rock

He stands up strong


Sometimes they laugh

Nights she cries

Most of the time she waits

He turns black and grey

Never white or red


Snowball lies

The road miles

Fake smiles

Missing times


Two years of rain and sun

Bloom and movies

Stories and tales


Is there any two years ahead ?

Or we just rock and wave ?