Fragments

I'm falling from the sky

I want to glue wings of screams

Touch the clouds full of water

Once the world falls down

Which I'm retreating from

And moisten chapped lips

Of thirsty people

The clouds shatter an echo

And cool my body

They mirror the power

Of sky in themselves

Celestial vortex of rolling greats

Circles in a circle waiting.

Lake of thousand crystal drops

Maybe waiting for the pride

And then comes the fall

The entire celestial crystal

Will break into thousands of fragments

And these will smash my face