Smiling with a broken heart
Writing poem with a quill of mine
Wish to sail away in miles
With a poem that has no rhyme
Expecting clouds with falling rains
Spare no time to be in pain
When the sun rise to shine
Ray of light came through in lines
Bits and rhythm makes no sound
Bleating tunes that plays inside
Gone away with a broken smile
With a ship that sail with rhyme
