It

Blissful as it should be
Just like a peace before the storm, wandering alone between wishful mind and reality
Gloomy were days that was coming
Darker shades appeared on the edge, daring to pull to the complete black
And when the lights finally came again, barely acknowledge it
Gone was what's supposed to be the stem that held the seed of life
It won't be long before the color turned pale, until finally it dried up and turned brown

Dead End

Twilight comes
With head down, eyes closed
Lying on air or lying on the ground
Runs out of places to hide

When that darkness comes, when the shadow left
Looking up at the stars
Wishing they will spare a pray for you
To be able to keep walking to the afterwards...

Wishful

Will I get the chance to see the future
Where you are in it, standing next to me
Get the feeling out of my heart
Plant the it into my mind

Am I capable of opening up?
Breaking the walls between me and the world
Bridging my heart and yours
Mash them into one beat
So nobody can tear us apart

Stone

Heart beats but never moved
Pumped hard with no tingling
Care to ignorance and ignore the care
Not fortunate enough to be blessed with feeling

Stone as they call it never had a chance to love
Don't understand how to keep oneself beating
Let alone make another's beats with her...

Droplets

Little drizzle touching windows
Low sound of whispering wind
Grey clouds pouring its content
While the ground swallow it

Everyone in the middle avoiding the droplets, cursing
Some blaming the sky, some the earth

Sense of Mystery

That’s what happen when the water keep flowing

It’s when we look up and the sky keep stretching

As if at one point it will stop

Settle only to finally moving again

Nowhere anyone knows