Golden dust.

Fall into my wings,

Let the worries fall,

The tempest of the heart,

Light fume evades that all.

Evaporate in clouds, 

Of thought and crescent dream, 

The stars are getting heavy, 

Your eyelids close with golden beam.

An angel from the sky, it comes, 

And fades away with flow, 

Bringing end to worries, 

In the end of road to home:

-"Now you slowly go." 

The stardust covers lashes,

The feet embrace the snow...

Your heart and soul are silent,

The fingers reached the heaven's glow.

Sign.

As embers turn into dust,
And thoughtful turns into rust,
I've breathed too many ways,
Year 20. Please cancel the days.

Sitting still on the same roof.
No sign of stars, I'm shining aloof.
The breath that was taken away,
Took a whole world,
Without a place for me to stay.