Open book with undiscovered secrect


Open book with undiscovered secret,is like,
Sailing ship, underwater, not knowing that it's night;
Far, far apart, there's a hope that die,
And we are the one, who crosses all the fight.

Open book with undiscovered secret, is like,
Dancing all the time, without a light;
Walking through the jungle, knowning that it's not fine ;
Crying with the reason, to satisfy our mind.

Open book with undiscovered secret, is like,
Raising hand up, not to speak, but to deny;
Waiting for the rain, not to wet, but to delight;
Looking for the night, to see the moon and say him 'HI'.

Open book with undiscovered secret, is like,
Scribbling on pages, making drawing and not knowing what it's like;
Sitting in a room, waiting for some, without blink of eye;
Wishing an unknown to take me, to the world of light.

Open book with undiscovered secret, is like,
I imagining myself as a poem,
And you to read it with delight.

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