My mind is a small kingdom broken,
Shattered each brick,and center shaken.
Small dreams there,some fantasies reside,
Part of this kingdom,buried deep in the eyes.
A little bit of you, a little bit of me,
Some signs of fear,few smiles with glee.
With every tick of watch,time runs out,
As sun recedes down,the darkening cloud.
Like two ends of world,like waves and land,
So near yet so far, like slipping sand.
These ends can meet,with morning glow,
If only puzzle of this kingdom, you could know.
