Relief Mirzska
JF-Expert Member
- Jun 13, 2017
- 13,976
- 22,416
Was 13th Sept long time passed,
Around 1:45 am continuing dreaming,
About whether a butterfly or was a bird,
That later I decided to call her Faa.
Nobody knows how she dressed,
or even knows where she went,
From there to always I will be dreaded,
But good she knows she is my world.
Bad, I woke up once she left,
I wondered about indescribable beauty,
Though she flies how she wants
But that made me not disappointed.
Nobody knows how I felt,
Why I woke up once she left,
I was unable to sleep for the rest of the night,
Spending claiming why she left.
I usually fail to explain her beauty,
I think nobody can elaborate it,
As days pass I become escalate
Just to protect her or to emulate.
Faa was a beautiful more than a toy,
The night ended with a full of joy,
The bird led me to increase my pray
But whenever we met she really felt shy.
Openly to Faa I was love addict,
That what she said I couldn't distrust,
Or what she wanted II couldn't say not,
And when she was sad I became distraught.
Once I woke up I became unhappy,
I wished as if I could see highlights,
Or just to see what i dreamt,
Or even to hear the dream result.
My album is full of her graffiti,
I usually think of her modesty,
What she wants I cant mitigate,
Forever I will recap on her beauty.
She flied away and left me unhappy,
But I always remember her promise,
That she went but she would be back,
Just to tell me what she wants.
If I would knew this I would be too happy,
Only what type of bird was this?
Not a robin, not a nightangle, not a dove.
I failed to recognize because she whizzed.
Around 1:45 am continuing dreaming,
About whether a butterfly or was a bird,
That later I decided to call her Faa.
Nobody knows how she dressed,
or even knows where she went,
From there to always I will be dreaded,
But good she knows she is my world.
Bad, I woke up once she left,
I wondered about indescribable beauty,
Though she flies how she wants
But that made me not disappointed.
Nobody knows how I felt,
Why I woke up once she left,
I was unable to sleep for the rest of the night,
Spending claiming why she left.
I usually fail to explain her beauty,
I think nobody can elaborate it,
As days pass I become escalate
Just to protect her or to emulate.
Faa was a beautiful more than a toy,
The night ended with a full of joy,
The bird led me to increase my pray
But whenever we met she really felt shy.
Openly to Faa I was love addict,
That what she said I couldn't distrust,
Or what she wanted II couldn't say not,
And when she was sad I became distraught.
Once I woke up I became unhappy,
I wished as if I could see highlights,
Or just to see what i dreamt,
Or even to hear the dream result.
My album is full of her graffiti,
I usually think of her modesty,
What she wants I cant mitigate,
Forever I will recap on her beauty.
She flied away and left me unhappy,
But I always remember her promise,
That she went but she would be back,
Just to tell me what she wants.
If I would knew this I would be too happy,
Only what type of bird was this?
Not a robin, not a nightangle, not a dove.
I failed to recognize because she whizzed.
