I wonder,

What if we decode the golden rays

And mix it with white rhythm?

Will it become the poetry of moon?

Will it blaze my room?

Will it give me hope

that I have someone too?

I wonder,

What if we collect a handful of ocean blue

And mix it with a tint of hue?

Will it become invisibility colourful?

Will it cool down my room?

Will it give me hope

that I have someone too?

I wonder,

What if we draw green wings

And let them fly over deserted springs?

Will it blossom in the transient sand?

Will it beautify my room?

Will it give me hope

that I have someone too?