Wednesday, September 07, 2011

To The Stranger and All The Meaningless


Hello stranger, (will you) find me a word that fits me right?
I had enough of half a meant words and a speechless unite!
I did not understand, pretend, neither the pride remained.
A feeling of bitter residues and a strange suffering streamed!

Hello stranger, (will you) play me a music that helps me sleep?
I had a nightmare where I could not walk a road so steep!
I was cold, I had a gun and I could see two bloodied hands.
Was I the one or it was murdered before, could not understand!

I know stranger, you see a fool with pale face from weak and weary!
Or possibly bemused, from the warmth inside to the sins but hey!
You aim a gun on my forehead and I still don’t know why I am sorry!
Possibly of the downtrodden, of all the regrets and all what they say.

Then may be for a weak, options are weaker and choices are a little less.
And I don’t know how to take back that little place of earthly happiness!
With all that longing inside my impossible space, I still need forgiveness.
But thank you dear stranger, see you another night and May God bless!