Broken, But Lovely Thoughts

The silent language of the unheard silence, The silent language of my beating heart, Reaching the dead end late, Driving greatly with a flat tire, Waiting for a passing cloud, Reading a book in the darkness, Installing a tent in the desert, I enter Dubai once more, I dream about a grain of sand, I wake up suddenly, I look for a flying cat, I like a hot pizza, I walk behind a thought, I get tired about a poem unpublished, My next poetry book is coming to light, I drive in my dream, and I have a lot of broken, but lovely thoughts.