Wednesday, October 15, 2014

There is a Mist in Our Lives

Mist is the mystery
that lingers across a lover's soul.
It's not about just a man or lady
But the entire world of feelings as whole.

Mist is a longing
that cannot be captured;
Neither can it be stolen or hidden
Nor could it be hindered.

It is just a mystery
that is pain and joy in a bundle.
I'd like to hug it and let it linger
as mirth when i'm awake and 
the words that in my sleep I mumble.