illusions
i will sit by the cliff on the coastline of iceland one day, watch the dim sunlight and the burning clouds all get drowned into the dark-blue ocean. showing me the wonderness.
i shall listen to the wave growling beneath my foot. wind howling furiously over the sky. telling me the rage.
or i shall lie on the lawn of a british-styled garden, with honey-smelled roses and blooming geranium. to understand beauty, sorrow and sadness.
to love someone, young, wild or crazy, and grow old with. till that day when death crawls by, may i rest in this melody.
did i hear the music of a lifetime or did i see the slideshow of a barren-viewed city after the war?
peaceful, calm, heartbreaking soul..i dont know other words to describe you.
i shall listen to the wave growling beneath my foot. wind howling furiously over the sky. telling me the rage.
or i shall lie on the lawn of a british-styled garden, with honey-smelled roses and blooming geranium. to understand beauty, sorrow and sadness.
to love someone, young, wild or crazy, and grow old with. till that day when death crawls by, may i rest in this melody.
did i hear the music of a lifetime or did i see the slideshow of a barren-viewed city after the war?
peaceful, calm, heartbreaking soul..i dont know other words to describe you.