Is के बोल

Is that toy car you just touched That blue bike stolen a week before christmas Those white sneakers could not have been that right The kite went too fat The teacher laughed out loud You went home without your eyes - all melting And nobody noticed the sky without even a cloud And not a friend to grasp What was going on inside You wrote a letter to a god who never reads between the lines That night beautiful like A hurt polar bear You looked for faces, you heard sounds that were not there Nothing: You swallowed your heart Or did i Hear you sigh? nah! You wrote this note straight to the dump, and good: you didn't jump But inside an old book you left a day Butterfly