My heart is in a state of effusion.
My mind is retarded.
My soul is scared of these emotions.
My nights remain silent
And under this roof,
I lay awake.
Even in the effulgent sun
I can’t feel the scent of these flowers
But alive they are.
The green grass grows
The wind blows in all dimensions
The rain kisses my skin
The sound of the birds still swish in the air
Without you,
Meaninglessly, everything defines itself.