O Junbug

O Junbug come along

Bring along the nights of poetry,

the skies of wisdom.

Flaunt your wings and sit next to me.

Our favorite spot,

the cliffs on orange horizons

and the worlds beyond not.

O Junbug bring me the winds

which carry our universe across their miles.

Our smiles across their mundaneness.

The wisdom of the balcony,

The children of dreams,the sons of sorrow.

O junbug bring me the winds

For i think my skies have gone,

fallen in the oceans 

and been charred to death.

O Junbug , O Junbug come along,

O for the poet is now dead

the strings, they are all still.

O Junbug !

but sire my Junbug is gone.