Two nameless, restless black spots,
Covering my white cotton clouds-
Sun kissed window glasses and
some pieces of my favorite blue sky.
Crystal clear raindrops try their best,
but even they are unable to stop
those two uneven spots from floating.
Eyelids walk miles after miles
It's roads are long and it's all dry throats-
So they get tired,feet get breathless.
into a dark room they go!
Then waves of sleep comes home,
from a distant heavenly fountain.
Cornices of my eyes
find...