run.
run like the wind.
to your hearts content.

run.
run as far as your leg takes you
to a journey
a destination.

the road is yours to take
gain control and aim
go higher, Go deeper
and get stronger.

run.
for there are no width
no measurement
no limit in running.

run.
run the ‘Comrades and Two Oceans’
before the chair takes away
your passion and ability.

hurt and agony,
this torment i feel inside,
will it diminished?
i can’t bear it anymore,
its consuming me slowly.

in every field,
every latitude -,
of my heart; pounding,
wondering and patiently,
waiting for you to come home.

be extra cautious,
i rifled very throughly,
for information,
that might help me bring you back,
safely and sound from the war.

waiting and waiting patiently,
waiting for the train to pass by,
hover from here to there rapidly,
wondering when will it come by.

waiting for the train to pass by,
all alone with eerie chilling air,
wondering when it will pass by,
intersecting and connects between two heirs.

all alone with eerie chilling air,
remembering fine happy moments together,
intersection and connects between two heirs,
lost since both born to the purple forever.

remembering fine happy moments together,
free from commitment and duties astray,
lost since both born to the purple forever,
rivals then like male snakes hunts for ultimate prey.

music is universal and whole,
suits every body and soul,
an entertainment is not its only purpose,
but act as an art and style within us.

some may like metal some may like jazz,
from generations it know no rest,
notes, beats, rhythm and tempo,
makes music always on the go.

envied by the current generation,
able to go out wild and free,
for i long the taste of freedom,
and eager to begin my journey.

envied by the current generation,
able to see the light of the world,
i wish the ancient would understand,
the craving i’ve been looking for.

“the world is full of danger,” they say,
and i deny not what they say,
but life is never full of roses,
so why still must i stay?

i wish i have another life,
a life that is full of rhythm,
so beautiful yet so deadly,
and not as melancholy as already is.

living in a world,
like calm streams yet furious,
but my wish was void,
by more potent arguments
from the elderly people.