Blue

Blue

Everyone hides their blue

Blue is hidden until no one notices

The little footprints it left behind

When you pay enough attention

Maybe you could track it though

But when someone does notice

Blue is the main attraction

For only a minute or two

Since they see blue

As a mere object

Only to look at

Only to talk about

For a minute or two

Not to be understood

—DNP

Thunder Storm

Thunder storm

No one goes out

Staying under a blanket

With a cup of tea

And an old book

Is the best

But

One surprisingly steps outside

By all mean to get soaked under the rain

And to howl his heart out

Together whenever the thunder strikes

Creating one similar sound

For it is a way to lift his sorrow

Without letting anyone know

—DNP

Window Seat

By the window you sit

For sky and clouds always have stories to tell

By the window you sit

For every song in your playlist belong in this moment

By the window you sit

For every sentence in your favourite song makes more sense now

By the window you sit

For it is your favourite place to contemplate

For it is your favourite place to cry in the sky

— DNP