I hate the nights
when I'm missing you
and can't do anything
to hold you, to tell you
how much I really do
I just miss you
and can't help but cry over it
til it brings me to sleep
I used to love it
there's no pain when sleeping
but tonight, I found you there
and it's not a dream anymore
but a nightmare
of how you still
push me away in other world
but what I hate the most
are the sudden wake up's
when it's dawn, cold and lonely
then reality will remind me
my nightmares are reality

imagine, the time when we all learn the art of living
rather than just continuous breathing
there'll be no more lies
there'll be no more cries
we'll all have our sun shining through
and we'll look at the same skies of blue
peace will be at hand
and earth will be a happy land
wave farewell to the terror of the nights
terminated are the painful fights
For there will be no more battle
inside the heart of a love-filled human vessel
words synonymous to sadness will exist no more
genuine happiness will be felt down to its core
you'll be surprised at how forgiveness
could be the starting point of a new fortress
and it will be available for all
no more pain if anyone will fall
there in our paradise, you can sing and dance and groove
without the fear of judgment of how it is going to be not that good
there in our paradise, you can have enough sleep in peace
with still the urge to wake up, tiredness of minds will cease
there in our paradise, no complications to love
you don't have to wear a mask to be loved,
nor to pay for it, for to love only requires yourself
and in our paradise, there'll be no more lonely self
there in our paradise, no more broken nor complete families
For there will be only one, resilient over hundred calamities

yes love, I promise you all these.

what you imagine today, will be our paradise tomorrow.

two letter word and the goodness it held;
crossover the forbidden pleasure of sense
no sudden burst of supernova
shall ruin my assayed constellations
if million years do exist, why seconds don't?
but if I have to wait a light-year for my universe,
I will spell out a more magical three letter word
when the time has come and everything's in place
where would I be? in my universe?
I wish I'm with my universe, but first...
let me be drowned in my own bittersweet dreams
I'm not yet done in killing myself so I could finally live
if matter has space and has mass and so do I,
then why I keep asking "do I matter?"
the absolute value is not my care, to whom is
because for those who really care is the essence of worth
many claimed pledges were already burned
by the raging wrath of my trust-doubting sun
in a world full of lies, where should I start
to breathe the purity of painful truths?
so by then...
four letter word will rest in my soul again

that man...
he's a goner trapped in a physical flesh
he trusts no one
well, I guess
and hatred is feasting his soul
he's a stranger everyday and no one
knows him
that man...
he's good at deprecating himself
in his mind, you'll find an eccentric kind
of chaos
in his heart, it is over a negative hundred fahrenheit
-- stonecold.
but that is my man
he is a beautiful chaos
I see him as precious as a water to this earth
I want to hold him moreover a forever
until he bleeds no more
until he could smile a genuine one
until his heart becomes warm in my embrace

but my man clothed himself
in thick sheets of anxiety

yet, I will reach brokenness to cover him
with my love, I'll do it until it fix him

yes, I really love that man.

i don't know why
the rain is most hated
does it really denotes sadness?
what if the rain was there
because she loves the sun
and so whenever the sun isn't
there, she'll take over
what if the sun has runaway
to chase his lover
and whenever he's gone
rain will arrive to take over;
to save the day
yet i don't think she saved herself though
i saw her crying whenever
does she denotes sadness?
-- i think it's pure love

his name
isn't funny
or what but
whenever I hear it,






I smile :)