Lullaby

Icha Hanin
1 min readSep 2, 2020
Photo by Lenin Estrada on Unsplash

A night owl screaming
A scar left marks on her heart
Cinema-like memory starts rolling
Picture of a man creeps in every night

In silence, a moon child presents a cry
A cry over longing a man who just drops by, then in a glimpse of an eye saying goodbye
She can’t deny she likes the guy

A recurring scene escorts her to a dreamland
As she shut the eyes, it is singing like a lullaby
The great overthinking that comes hand in hand
Evoke the pain which expels the tie

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Icha Hanin

Love to spill what’s going on in her head into words