Poison Green

as far as i see the green,
and while the bird flying on of those blue sky,
when the clouds seems big to grab,
hearing those noise between rail and that round tires,
bumping and sometimes side to side,
im there, seeing those greatest,
where am i? where i am?

on that fast movement,
i catch with my eyes,
a house which at side there was cloth hanging,
smiled on my face, which i know there was a hint of life,
on that sunny day,yellow and green while sometimes blue.
if only that window open,
i could have imagine how i showered my face with that breezy wind,
hey im looking for you,

left right and far right,
or nearly to those exit,
people came in and people came out.
sometime big blue-black pack,
or sometimes it nil.
where are you, if could only they came with that familiar face.
even with those sides of you, i wish i can recognize.

i want to be those birds that can break that clouds,
and i want to be those noise but unseen,
i want to be those person with that big blue-black pack
or the one that is nearly to those exit far right,
and the most that i wanted was..
could see the person that can see those things.

yours truly,
Farisya