The Book of Mine is always open
Twirls of emotions swiftly spoken

Normally I'd do this once or twice,
Who's to know that happen thrice

If wishes happen plain and simple
Shooting stars glitters the symbol

If there's a 'smile' that widen mine
Has a heart that's meant to shine

Is truthful similar to confession?
Won't be misread to obsession?

Mistook turns of many before
And many that comes more...

Many turns took in a single road
A Miraculous Journey to abode

Mistakes may possibly be made
Memories lit never let in to fade

Dreams are far beyond to teach
Fables are far beyond my reach

All pages in book are never read
Filling out the skies like I've said







© Prakash JR