I lived in those sand castles
and hear the story of faries
once i heard the story of a princess
that came into earth and blessed
a poor boy with love
I wish for same to happen to me
I grew older in those sea shores
where waters rises and leaves
those castles of dreams broken
with no footprint remaining
and I knew how it is
to rise up after being broken
Then I wonder how would it be
no tormented breeze divided into fractions
could ever notice me
after being divided into pieces
I search for a hide out to be safe
far away from reality
hiding my faces down and live in a guilt
never to love anyone
no faries to dream
Now i live in those years
that left like a whistle gust
silent the walls are
without any voices
emptied are the dreams
no need to close the eye lashes
torned are the faces
muffled are the hopes
no soothing directions
the walls are all closed
to enrich myself with the fantasy
to doom myself with ecstasy
