Flying Away

Whistling buildings above my head

Melodies of wind shake my flash

While in the midnight, TV screeners

Talk full of wide open eyes.

Sometimes I get lost and I no longer know who I am

Then, as a bird in flight….

A lightning breaks into my mind

Leaving hundreds of pieces …

Far away strangers’ faces vanished

And again I fell onto this obscure and deep whole…..

And found no way home.