Monday 11 May 2015

Is It Still Too Dark?

The walls are red
The room is dark
People come close
Then fears to start

Cos the fence is high
Powered by thrones
Everybody wanders
What is in the vault

A treasure to hunt
Or it’s just a mirage

They keep on making efforts
Facing million thwarts     
          
Dawn would break
Turning everything into raw

In the eyes of them
Where the dreams used to flower

And the walls would fall
Turning everything dark