Sunday, June 26, 2011

Sunken Ship

No hate, not even love, no dreams, not even hope.
No Patriotism, not even encourage, no words, not even a page.

When it needs to be, but the weakness becomes a barrier.
Not even try to put the same dignity on decision that being taken, just another look of tears dropped from eyes.
A single light is waiting, but the feet stop moving. Watch it glows, and slowly disturbed by the wind which never being expected. The heart says go, but the compassion hold to say no.

It has the thing that I want it, the simple thing that describe where it comes and what place it was.
I can't say WAIT, even though I want it to awaits there, because its home, HOME that where I choose to go, I need to be, and I wish to spend the rest of my time.

No Hate, not even love,
Another box floats on the precious water of hope

I love you too, always do.....

DK

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

In Between

Tested by the need of being a good man, so eager to find a live in between the song of freedom and cry of sadness.

Friday, June 17, 2011

On The Cracking Glass

Right through the end of hallway when situation got so quite and dark, not even a blink of an eye. Scare for what in front and afraid to backward step. I'm tired, and i saw the ground like swallow the hope. Soon or later, what ever it takes, amount of dreams become the sound of silent.

I'm wasting time and energy but i also caused much worse lost to others. I'm tired, put my head on the rest and close my eyes to bring out the pain.

I'm tired, I'm tired and I'm tired.......

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Buckle up, we're gonna shoot somebody's head out there. The beast is released and the human being unleashed. Apparently the gun won't stop shooting until the final victim down.
Scream out loud like a thunder flashes the body of charming angel. Song of Hooked Captain on the ship in the land that never exist. Make sound, loud one, again and again, like a cry baby demand for more milk in the night. For something that being expected, fighting the devil on the run and approach the light on the roof. Same old song singing by an adventurer, stepping the future and don't let your dog controls you.

Dominate the world with your demand, control the anger with compassion and save the breath for tomorrow. Let it be, and for sure, I'll be right behind the scene.

Look the smile of the most largest beast being told for so many years.

Love that too much and hate it for death. That's life for sure.

Friday, June 3, 2011

The Ghost

Silent, the meaning of truth that revealed between lies. Sitting here, hiding behind the computer. Waiting for another message, no time to get rest on the time to talk about serious foolish things. Same old story, different time. The power of mind.
I'm the king, there's no reason for me to giving up. The storm can stop me for while, disaster can come worst but no step will be backwards.
Two steps ahead, four steps back, but never giving up. Years passed away like a flash of eyes sight. Speed of the car giving no chance to break, I can jump out like a dog chasing the bone.

Stupid King without thrown and kingdom. Lost in the middle of smelly mist.

Cloud and Wind

I made lot of mistakes in my life. Consider this as a fact that I'm still alive, flesh and blood. I spent several hours driving, its quite fun, empty street, just me, the road and my car. Getting faster to each miles I've through. Thinking about the past and all the steps behind. What could happen in the sun? Burns out the pillow of dream.

Cloud that I've been waiting was there standing, but nor my hand and neither my soul could reach it. I'm moving too fast, the car won't stop. Not even i a chance for me to say that I would do anything to save the day, bring the smile and some kicking ass.

A mile more to the final stop, when the night is about through for it and getting the sun to the highest level of sky. Arrive to a place that i called home, but I feel empty. The speed of car didn't gave me the satisfaction, the night just another insanity and I'm still missing the cloud.

Stay there, on the highest sky, cover the earth with the soft color of yours, and throw out the sorrow from your hope. I'm watching you, and I'll catch the dream and put it into the valley of hope.

Won't stay to long, I couldn't handle the pain. Never give up on it, it just a matter of time, save the day and bring the evening.

Its time for me to stop this for now, and move on to the next chapter. "The son of Hope"

God Bless......

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Road Ended

A man asked another man who sits next to him "what will be the most happiest moment in your life?"
and the man answered "when i see some one that i really care about smile and happy"
and he asked another question "So what will be the worst moment in your life?" and the man said "when I have to watch the people i care crying or walking away from me?" and before he leaves, the man said to him "it is better rather than having empty life"

Single cracked box was returned and closed. Simple dream of a sacred expectation against all odd.

Here, waiting, and thinking the other way of pursuing happiness.

Again, its done.......