The shadow of the day remains screaming for urgency after the night suppresses madness.
Overheated engine is addicted to frenzy.
Pause is forgotten like a dead lover.
Realistic darkness smiles on a beauty of light.
But the scattered wisdom remains shiny as it always does.
Like a stupid grins.
Friday, October 26, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Thursday, October 11, 2012
I have been said that i have to join the 'role-playing' game. The given reason was that everyone does so. So once i tried hard. At the front, longed for taking the main puppet. Never seen the puppeteer. Never seen a mouth saying have seen the puppeteer. Instead, was said that we share our part. My role was to take a part and avoid stigmatisation. I wondered why. I asked why. People said why was a laziness. Why was an immaturity. But why never died in me. Disguising like a 'no-why' intelligent, I strived to be role-responsible. When a gray street relied on me, My heart started pumping. 'why' bursted out. It was worth my life throwing into it. And then, when no one asked why, I was answered why.