Do you have the time to look back
and see what we’ve been through?
I don’t think we can move on
without the loses.
A Time of Reminiscence
Longest Summer Night
Even if we’re not together
and our stories are over,
you still mean
a lot to me.
We are free now, physically.
But my mind’s up on the ceiling,
paralyzed,
in denial.
Flamboyant Minds
As a righteous man,
you dare to dwell this land.
Castle’s built from sand.
People feed on rants.
But they yearn for a rescue. But rescue might come later.
So slavers wait forever while enjoying the bitterness.
It Rains Fishes
The day isn’t humid.
It’s more a hot brick on fire.
Our lives ain’t vivid,
but M’lord drops fish from the sky.
There’s A Cone
There Is A Cone Who Lost Himself
He lost his friends. He is far away from home.
No one picks him up. No one answers the phone.
He is lying down there. “Life is unfair”, crying he is.
He is reaching out. His throat screams sounds.
No one found him. He found himself
stuck in middle of nowhere. “Hell or Heaven?”, question he shares.
Things Aren’t Lost
Life is a big machine that we’re all busy following it. We wake up, eat our breakfasts, go out, and explore the world. Sometimes, it is so tedious as we are kept in a loop. A big one.
