seeing may be a mere screen;
an iris, a window to one’s soul
seeping in a tea bag of emotions
arises a smoke of wistful dream
running and running,
pushing away everything
until you forget
the reason for running
7.22.2020
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
seeing may be a mere screen;
an iris, a window to one’s soul
seeping in a tea bag of emotions
arises a smoke of wistful dream
running and running,
pushing away everything
until you forget
the reason for running
7.22.2020
Keep on running,
do not look back. It is the life that we have been born to live,
do not turn, just run.
it will swallow the whole thing and then everything will be over in a second
run
run
just keep on running
when the sunrise,
we can catch a breath
life resumes at the sunrise
we will live on
so now,
just run
run.
3.2.2020
Run, run!
It’s eroding away, lurking on highway,
Don’t turn, don’t think, look ahead
Ready for jump, jump, jump!
Bang!
You’re dead, you’re dead!
Run as fast as you can, rattle your lung to breath! Forget the ‘please’ Forget the ‘can I’!
The End is as thin as this air!
Bang!
Ah, the chaos! Ah, the tragedy! Ah, the euphoria!
Ao! Ao! Ao!
What fame, what name, what a game!
Bang!
10.15.2019