Disappeared . . .

While making sure I was breathing,

I saw the sparkling of the stars . . .

In the middle of sunny day.

 

While trying to prove there is no theory to life,

Half of the brain is burning . . .

Under the mess of phony memory.

 

While finding the truth to my existance,

Lately know that there is no treatment . . .

Among the words of environment.

(BS)

Truth

Freedom is not what other people need to give us.
It is just the thing in our mind.
Previously, I used to think that other people need to give the so called freedom or need to respect my freedom.
I was wrong.
Now I realize and understand that freedom is within me.
People may treat us in the way they have learned.
What important is our response and our perception.
Perception should be neither pessimist nor optimist, should have no bias.
Just accepting the truth.
Just accepting the truth.
Just accepting the truth.
Truth is all what we need to face, dare to face and challenge to face.

Just Remembering Moments

That was not a cloudy day,

Life pushes passions so far away,

Rain; what is heavy inside hearts,

Hut, by the lake is so dark.

 

Swear to come to near you,

Imagine how my songs are so blue,

Cry; music of souls beyond bears,

Street, by the lake is no more near.

 

Whispering a familiar word,

None is responsible for that fault,

Days; notes running to and fro,

Memories, by the lake is never grow old.

(BS)

growing . . .

Sailing against the tide,

Life is not easy,

A tiny ship;

I just forget to take the paddle.

 

Going up high,

Life is not easy,

An ugly kite;

I just forget to bring the wings.

 

Dropping down abruptly,

Life is not easy,

An old leaf;

I just forget to hug you goodbye.

(BS)

Day Thoughts

I get the habit of watching vapour from the morning coffee. . .

Just gazing them . . . are they happy of being vapour ? . . . do they also have the taste of coffee ?

Counting the crows flying in front of me . . .

These days, I repeatedly listen to the same songs, not to lost the memories . . . On the other side, remind myself  *Don't hang on, nothing last forever but the earth and the sky . . . * , song of Dust in the wind, repeatedly too . . .

Sometimes, smile bloom abruptly and Sometimes, tears flow . . .

When dream and wish mix together, the choices become blur . . .

Promises, I breach too many promises . . . People mad at me ?

Some said I'm doing what I want, Some said I were thinking as I'm the only one person in the world, so and so . . . I care none . . .

Dream big, work hard, eat much and adore love; I bet it isn't the life meant for . . .

Ok, take a bundle and go to the jungle, none can guarantee me for finding being me . . .

Now, I know how strong the effect of curse if I put it on myself . . .

(BS)

aLoNe iNsiDe tHe dArKnesS of pAiN

Humming along with the feeling of vacantly occupied,

Note from the decoded mind was found.

Pain dance along with the sighs,

Is there any other way to survive ?

 

Insecure?

Being trapped is safer than being a victim.

You may understand well.

Life is just a dictionary with no explanation,

Sometimes, fate is the one who burns expectation.

 

Screaming from the heart,

But hurt all senses about to burst.

Being tortured by the mind,

Tears have already dried from my eyes.

(bs)