Water droplets dancing in the bough
Trees taking a great vow
Wind singing up on the roof
I can feel, but love is aloof
I’m flying on the wall of the moon
Nothing to do ‘til noon
Pulling back by gravity
And jailed in the world of quirky
Want to be free but where’s the right key
Coax right track totally
Condone life importantly
Wanted to cajole, endlessly
But who will be my guardian angel?
Someone would like to tell?
I wrapped by a great sorrow
Coz I do not have tomorrow
Do I need to put back my pieces?
Or just let the cases?
I want mel’dy to my song
But I think I do not belong
Sheldon Allen Saluta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unwanted-30/
