Tick-tock Tick-tock~ dripping sound of the rain can be easily heardThe blues hidden, which can't be seen easily through her poker face
Breathe, was the only thing that she has been gasping for
Aims and ideas were still, never gathered at the moment
Crystal clear thoughts will never ever flashed in her mind
Flower scent were spreading all around
None of the flowers was plucked, unfortunately, pathetically
Water, oxygen and sunlight are reliable from one to another
Transformation by the bees is foreseen as a necessity
Weighting has vastly increased, warning alarm has rung continuously
Investigation was carried out, tons of emptiness was the outcomes
Tools, a mask has been wearing ever since she is born
Undiscovered mystery will be disclose, will it be the day of unmasking herself nudely?
Breathe, was the only thing that she has been gasping for
Aims and ideas were still, never gathered at the moment
Crystal clear thoughts will never ever flashed in her mind
Flower scent were spreading all around
None of the flowers was plucked, unfortunately, pathetically
Water, oxygen and sunlight are reliable from one to another
Transformation by the bees is foreseen as a necessity
Weighting has vastly increased, warning alarm has rung continuously
Investigation was carried out, tons of emptiness was the outcomes
Tools, a mask has been wearing ever since she is born
Undiscovered mystery will be disclose, will it be the day of unmasking herself nudely?
Blues hidden within yourself? Are you alright? Cheer up girl! Don't be, just be happy, will ya?
The way you wrote this poem is nice! But unfortunately, I can't decode each and everyone of them. What I guess might not be the correct one.
Your expressions towards the poem seem to be very sad, seem to. Hope you are alright at there. :)
Perhaps you need some time to overcome the blues. :) Rest more too ya!