It rains.
Memories regurgitate.
Humming some songs,
I'm comfortably numb.-
I hope you are playing the same songs
where Pink Floyd is at repeat.
My playlist although has changed a bit,
from being melodramatic to bittersweet.-
Trying to win the affection
of people who won't deliver it,
Entertaining groups with treats
who shall never acknowledge it.
Wishing the one would come along
get through me in days short and long.
Maybe I am trying too hard,
confiding in people I must not.
I just want to have a great time.
Hear the breeze blow,
my footsteps chime.
I just want to be mellow.
The muse of Pink Floyd is never shallow
Well, someone even made it hollow
or is it wrong to think so?
Nothing can ruin Pink Floyd,
It brings in life penultimate joys.-
Brick in the Wall
I fly, answering the winds call
to be another brick in the wall
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Finally the unsetting Sun, staying true to its word, erupts into a midday supernova.
Will it be a white dwarf? Unifying our colours.
Or
Will it be just another black hole?
Stay tuned.-
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