Sweet Thoughts for a Weekend
How I wish I sleep all day
Wandering and relaxing in dream-landscape
Where you can do is sit and lay
Not minding how in this world - to escape.
It is when Friday sun sets
Where tommorow is a haven of freedom
And is willing to go and take the bets
In odds and evens of Saturday boredom.
Hath the lazy controls you
And knock yourself to a sleepy coaster,
With a good frolic you can do
All day, all night, weekends seems a little sweeter.
A beautiful cloudy dawn is so peaceful and mesmerizing to watch and so I wrote a poem while enjoying the scenery.
Purple skies blushing, why leap o thee
Though setting sun runs away to where we cant see
The sun will hide but its heart will remain unplug
No matter can stop nor how hard you'd try to hug
A chilly decade will soon embrace again
Coming from the East, the dark cold hurricane
The feeling of belonging will not leave its sheath
But missing the suns warmth may be a days breath.
Though you sleep, o graceful moonlight
Why always hung on this cold lonely night
That the pessimist view on the edge of facade
Can't compare to the graceful ryhtmm of a ballad.
So I always see the sun chasing the silence of sound
Where tommorow is always bound
So is the moon chasing the sound of silence
Where evening joys and laughter is in absence.
© 2020 DawnToDusk