It was a cold night under the moon
when I walked through the door,
what I saw is the beauty of
you.

I live alone for so long,
the friend that always with me is my shadow.
For I can't be seen,
nor be heared.
but here you are dragging me into the lights of hope.
........ I hope its not hurt.

It always began in the beginning,
of coures you say it is,
but are you sure?
let make it sure or let me asure you,
This is the making of an era,
the era of eradication.
It has been predicted, or some says
it is premeditated.
But who?
whom it will be done.
It is unknown until it is known.
What?
did you say its not making sense?
I know
you might think that way.
that is why I am telling you now,
Stop reading words
and
Start living with it.

It took me a thousand miles
to get me where I am,
But it takes only two step and you're
gone.

The sun was shining,
it brighten all of the seven sea, but why I can't see?

The chill of the night peels
my rugged skin,
it gets to my bone but its fine,
It will never reach my heart cause
it's burning out of your love.

To my companions,
I don't forget you all
So please don't forget me also,
For we may took different path,
But in the end we will see each other
in the same paradise.

What can a pen can do?
What can a piece of paper can make?
yes my writing is useless at war,
yes it is useless,
but war will be forgotten if it is not
written.