It is cloudy today
Heavy clouds full of rain
The sky looks like me today
Sometimes covered, sometimes uncovered
Shy sunlight in the groovy blues
Shall I dance for this matching?
No big, no small, only a coincidence
That the sky looks like me today
Or is it a self-projection?
Thinking is blurry, like the sky
Repetition kills the mind
Eye folded spirits on survival mode
Waiting for another unknown
Waiting for the misfit rain
Feels chilly warm
A wintery spring day in the pausing world
Life goes on in silence
In the groovy sky looking like me
Philosophy teacher, PhD. I am a fitness lover and an art enthusiast. I love to write mainly about philosophy and about subjects that matters in our daily life.
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