Here is a nonsense ode,
About the chicken crossing the road,
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Why are its motives being questioned?
Maybe the chicken had the best of intentions,
Perhaps the road moved, eh,
And the chicken stayed,
Yes, the abstract road, still, did remain,
But, pure and simple, here's the nub,
The chicken crossed the road to go to the pub,
Yes, that was its good intention,
A day at the pub, beer inventions,
Why are the chicken's motives questioned?

I dreamt of you last night
You were holding my hand as if we were together
The feeling just ignited
Oh it was like a beautiful weather

When i woke up
I remembered that you belong to someone else

I felt broken once again
Thinking if there's a chance for us
I will wait for you but until when?

In this world full of mysteries
Even I myself, belong

I dont know who am i anymore
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know where will my future go
I dont know when will i be happy
I dont know why is this happening

Hoping to get some answers soon
So my soul can find peace and happiness
While staring under the moon

Why do I want to love?*
Perhaps it's the million dollar question
That will unlock doors
That were unseen to my eyes

Maybe I want to have someone to hold
To have someone hold me
Being loved is a concept unfamiliar to me
But I recognize the beauty that is attached
To loving someone else

Maybe my soul aches for its missing piece
The one ***** out of place
Leaving me desperate
Trying to cling to anyone I believe worthy

I breathe the air of wander
I swim through deep personal waters
I soar the sad spoken air
All in search of someone

Does anyone want to lay a claim
To my lonely life?
Does anyone here want to love a girl
Who would love you as if
There was nothing
To distract her heart from all the love
It could pour into your soul?

And with all that being said
I ask my next love,
My next joy,
Give me the ink to write out love notes
Allow my windows to open wide
Let me breathe in the love around us
So I may answer my own questions
With the letters of your name

Do you go to bed thinking about her?
Do you wake up hoping she's still awake for you to talk to?
Do you get excited when you talk to her?
Does she make you happy?
Do you think about her when you’re with your friends?
Do you want to talk to her always?
Do you wish she was sleeping there next to you?
Do you wish you could cuddle with her and hold her?
Do you care about her as much as you said you cared about me?
Do you love her?

Has anyone ever thought 'what would I do if this person dies?'
then they do.











and you don't remember what you thought.