MY LIFE

May be some day

Might be storm in your heart with a pulse of your vein ,

Or it can be a worry deep down inside of missing some one ,

A vacuum making  you a hollow space,

Possibly a field of wave trying to sooth inside for a coziness ,

Strom of Blank pages and  white heart deep down ,

Never ending  eternity cant making me fall asleep ,

May be later not today holding your hand within heaven of happiness,

All alert concern , return of heart beat ,

Its 12th winter, more what the life you can live  .

Life ends in possibilities of "May be some day" ...........

                                               

                                                                                -Tobia

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