The lime green wall walking upto the window
The subtle shine on the polished glass
The moonshine reaching my ears
A melancholic tune full of rhymes
I rest my head on the corner of the wall,
Look out at the empty mosaic lane
Nobody walks through it
The midnight bell rings loud and clear
Giving me orders to sleep
I think about the colours I had seen through the day
And the black and silver seems stark
I feel like a lover yearning for my beloved
Throwing coins in the pool of the moonlight
A wish comes true and the other flies off far away
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