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NvrMnd Nov 2015
I imagined…

I was walking alone on a highway
With a grey-ish sky above
And a grey-ish slender trees around
Looking straight forward
With this grey-ish road scene

Now I can’t imagine how long I was imagining

If I can tell, maybe a month walking a mile
with these swollen feet still walking
But I can’t really tell how long
For I see the same shade of sky and trees
No clues on this same color scheme

How long was I imagining?

With this grey-ish thing I can’t tell..
Reflections maybe might speak then
But the sky is no mirror to look at if I get aged walking
And the road is smooth still for no automobiles running
What seem ancient with the same grey-ish scene?

How long was I imagining?

Still dark, still grey-ish, still alone in the scene…
Oh, but the trees changed, the trees stands for centuries
I can tell with its wide branches and leaves falling
No slender, but heavily trunks are hardly standing still
That told me I was imagining for a century

Or
Centuries maybe…
  Nov 2015 NvrMnd
Skye
Whispers of wind
Tickle the grass
That tickles my toes
That crunch the leaves
That disturbs the peaceful air.

The hum of crickets
Then reaches my ears
Along with the musical
Chirping of birds
To bring this untouched
Wonder to life
And as full of energy
As of the squirrels that jump around.

The smell that is sweet
And fresh
And rejuvenating
Invigorates me
As I watch in awe
As the sun’s glistening rays
Caress the trees
That stand firm and bold
And strike the leaves
That are intricately placed.

This kingdom of peace
Is then slowly disturbed
As the sun begins to set
When the bugs are free
To come out and play
And that was bad news
For me.

Like silent thieves
They came to me
To steal that which
Flows through my veins.
But that spot
That makes me itch
Is evidence
Of their evil deed.

But the day is not
Ruined
Nor the serenity
Forgotten
As I leave this spot
And wait for the day
When I am fortunate
Enough
To enjoy the beauty
Of this nature scene
Once more.
NvrMnd Nov 2015
As I look at the faces of other people
Struggling to survive the whirling winds of life
I knew I wasn't special
I'm just a cliche seeking attention
And I'm no special to be treated like one
I am just a little piece of humanity
Significantly living on my own but
Insignificantly existing to the world.
NvrMnd Oct 2015
It's not what the book describes
That winged human-like flying above the sky playing a harp
That silvery immortal being shining so bright
That hero protecting you from any evil situations and suddenly show up to save you wherever part on earth you are
Or... or that angelic face that by looking, makes you feel heaven is so near
Cause literally I've never seen one that'll make me believe that heaven is for real.

No, I've never seen one, none when I was in the hospital twice
None even when my brother died
That angel the book describes never appeared to say I'll be fine
That angel I hope to show up in front of me and literally sing an angelic song and make the whole scene bright
Literally I've never seen one, none in those darkest days of mine
Nothing like the book says come.

But I've known Angels! They save me million times, a miracle in disguise!
Angels that are not human-like but humans like me, breathing and living
Though they can’t fly, they always come and sing with me to brighten those darkest days of mine
Angels that somebody God delivers when I'm in trouble with myself, trouble finding my way
Strangers I've met in those moments whose voice were so angelic that I can't refuse to listen, that everything they might say will matter
And likewise Angels that are burning in space twinkling shining so bright that by staring, makes me dream and smile in those lonely nights of mine.

An Angel could be that anyone or anything that touches our hearts in those moments we need most
An Angel is a family, a friend, a stranger, could be a star for what I believe!, or anyone, anything that'll make you feel that life is worth living
An Angel is the one that inspires us to do something good and to be good for the people we care, who care for us, or just for all the people
An Angel is the one that saves us in those desperate  moments, held us and whispers to keep on going despite the pain this world brings, we’ll be fine
An Angel is the one that helps us find our way in those strangest places we’ve been and makes us believe that there's a dreamland waiting to be our sweetest home
An Angel is the one that shows kindness, and make you feel that heaven is for real.

"An Angel is a Miracle, or... that Miracle is An Angel".
NvrMnd Oct 2015
~

Hand over heart

Hold on.
Please hold on,
Don't Fall in Love.

You know how it’ll sound.
Love is a strong midnight coffee
that will make your heart palpitate.
A booming sound of drumroll beating
causes sleepless nights over thinking.
Elusive Dream of Love's awakening.
.
Now
Hold onto your heart
And Listen,

.
Listen to the whisper of aloneness.
Remember, it’s your favorite music.
A velvet blanket covering your body
under the unfathomable calm night.
Silence, isn’t it heaven to you?
Now, let it be that way,
Don't Fall in Love.
Please hold on,
Hold on.


Hand over heart

~
ELUSIVE DREAM OF LOVE
NvrMnd Oct 2015
Woke up with
the sound of
Strong cold wind
Dark grey cloud's abyss
Never makes me sad
Instead I've felt the bliss
Like silence in a sunny day
For once got myself feel myself
And love myself
Embraced with the
Great disastrous storm.
Storm strikes again, its nature's great disaster but it brought different kind of feeling to me..
I love its sound, the rain and the wind together.. it's music to my soul.

..Though still praying that it doesn't cause so much disaster to my country.
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