JUST THOUGHT
this is just some words I thought for a long time.
For me, human is like water, it comes from the same source
and end in the same place. But the universe is like the land, it won't bother
about the water flows and don't even care how many water come from or return to
its original place. The water doesn't seem to affect anything in the land, but
the truth is in a long time, the land will be scraped by the water, like erosion,
abrasion and so on. It is the same as the earth, as the part of universe it is
scraped by the technology and waste from human and in a long time, it'll surely
be damaged just like how the flows of water forms the Green Canyon. Maybe
someday, it's not impossible that the Green Canyon will split earth or the
water flow reach the earth's core. But I'm sure I won't life to see that
happened because I'm just an ordinary human, I don't have that much time to be
passed.
NOTHING
Tick Tick
Tick
Every single click makes me sick
I’m
walking into nothing
The
deepest place of darkness
A single
shake makes me awake
Don’t know what to think
My heart goes blank
Don’t know what to feel
Empty but not lonely
Everything is plain
Just like the rain
It can be seen
But no one dare to care
Accept everything as it is
I’m swallowed by the time
I...only go…with the flow
Just Words
Genre:
Uncertainty, freedom, anger
Vague…All of my sight
Whether dream and real
Can’t accept
All concepts
Be gone Imagination
Creativity locked
Imagination Illusion Insight
I wanna scream out of my lungs
All out of my voice
Out of the line
Cross this border of life
Indifferent…everyone…
Just the same
Lies upon the lies
There’s hole in my heart
As empty as hollow
What’s make me so???
I don’t even know
Judge the injustices
Claim the intangible
Crack the unbreakable
Rip the untouchable
Seek the unseen
At the land of barren
Under the mist of silent
Aimlessly walk around
Vague…yes so vague
Just like my though
DESTINY UNDOUBTED
Genre : Poem, Horror, Angst, Sadness, Dark
Clock clock clock
Running out of moment
Clock clock clock
Lives becoming rotten
This is over
You’ve been leaped (by time)
You’ve been left (by time)
You’ve been dumped (by the time)
You wish to call back
You wish to restore
You wish to repeat
'cause you never get enough
Your throat is chocked
Your heart is broken
Your memories blur
You’re not sure
What is it?
What’re they called as a death?
Is this it?
You’re not even prepared
Call out families
Call out friends
Call out anyone
No one comes
Sins merely just word
Covering soul like dusts
Without you notice
Drowning in the darkness
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