m standin on a cliff the waves soarin beneath my feet as if to pull them.... to take me away i stare at the sky... u wud say its blue...bt its al grey to me next moment its a canvas n the sea a mirror! someone paints a smile in the sky... ...n d sky smiles down the sea smiles up... ...n the waves carry the smiles to shores! they come to me tooo..... soaring beneath my feet as if ..to pull them..to take me away i smile back... the grey turns orange---yellow--red---pink! the colors mingle wid the air... n the air is ..orange--yellow-red--pink n i breathe in colors .....as de bcum a part of me n breathe out grey .... the waves stil soarin it my feet as if to pull them....to take me away i stare at the sky...again its dark... i wonder wher the grey s gone? i luk down at the waves soarin beneath my feet as if to pull the " GREY " ...to take it " AW AY "
n life as i walk on em