From the window view
The woman is weaving
The sound of weaving
The sound of building
East Europian music plays from the speakers
The purple lotus in the pond
Reflection of the grey sky
Reflection of the grey sky my mind
The window view displaying daily live
A woman walked on the road
The man sat in the chair
The boy touches his hair
Weaving is like love
The thread her fingers
Movement machine
Act of making love
Reflecting the grey rainy sky
I feel unable to move because of you
My tea cup fell down tea spread in a pool
on the floor
I try to dry it
Reflection of the grey mood
Today I will leave, its dusty
Clouds drift in my head
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