On The Edge

On the edge of my kitchen window
My ears have left the accustomed noise with despair
To enter a world that only dreamers can bear
Happy that people are away
Trees could finally get their whistling say
What they struggled to convey during the whole day
They kept people busy with the oxygen they release
So that with the silent night, their voice be freed
One can get there only if he takes of silence his pair

Reviews

[Planet x]

Your imagination is amazing , I love your words :)

[lakki]

Thank you!