What will it takes from me, man
To bare this loneliness with pain
Will it kills me?
Will the fate rewritten for the sake
Of my suffering?

I desire nothing but a life
That fully lived with love
Slow dances, passionate kisses
Words of jokes and support
I desire whatever that life is

Tell me, man
Will i die with a frown on my face
For a life unlived
Or will i die beside my lover
At a last hold of our hands?

I should write
otherwise
i will miss the beauty of life
that walks past
just in the glimpse of an eye

I should write
for the wet street after the rain,
and the peace it makes;
The music in the background that plays,
in my rest after a long day.

I should write
dance with my pen
lost under my conscious time
incapricious smile
like a man after shots of wine

I should write
otherwise
with what else should i live this life?