I take a road

I'm not an actor
but I wear lavish clothes
in luxury.

One day...
I take a road
to search meaning of life
as I walk by;
I try to heal
this broken heart
and see my past dies.

Another day...
I take a road so far
to spend a moment of life
playing as I breathe by;
I see plenty of heart ache cry,
but yes a loser I was
to witness the present die.

Now,
I live as king on my own
wearing sack cloth
and outdate jewelry.

I dwell in a makeshift hut
bind no nails least carton rods;
my light is a fire out
of a streetlamp shadow;
a fair consolation
from a well-off few.

I own no riches of fine gold:
no mansion’s ensign,
no linen clothes.
Yet I’m happy like a beggar,
with freedom
in style.

I took a lonely road

I'm no-one's personality
but wearing lavish clothes
and bountiful jewelry.

One day...
I took a road alone
to search meaning of life
as I walk by;
I try to mend
this broken feeling
as I reflect, the past die.

Another day...
I took a road alone again
to recuperate from hurting upend
as I breathe by;
I see plenty of hearts loudly cry
in the center of a maze
as I see, the present die.

Now, I'm no-one's dignity
wearing sack clothes
and less jewelry.

I dwell in a makeshift hut
bind no nails least cartoon rods;
my light is a fire out
of a streetlamp shadow;
a fair consolation
from a well-off few.

I own no riches of fine gold,
no mansion's ensign;
but live like a beggar
with freedom
in style.

I'm on a lonely road

one day…
i’ve taken a road alone
searching…
as i walked by;
trying to mend
unknown feelings
i couldn’t understand.

another day…
i’ve taken a road alone again
searching my soul…
as i wander by;
seeing many wonders
unknown in my being,
i couldn’t understand why.

i’m alone
no identity
no people to love.

i’m dwelling in this makeshift hut
made of cartoon boards with no nails
but plastics overboard.
i saw lights while walking
in these lonely roads,
but trailed them off
again to this wilderness.

all alone
no identity
no people to care.

i saw no lights while seeking
in this lonely road
i’ve chosen to walk by.

i’m a beggar.

Daylight Silence

Wind stopped, no sound is heard:
trees, flowers, grass and living
just marvel this ominous wonder!
No running away, movement is remote.
Birds fly no wind, wings stagnate
as if a stone impregnate a vacuum.

No breathe, time is suspended.
Everything is motionless,
dark awaits no sunlight fell.
Heaven's ward felt aloof,
no ocean temper between shores:
no seabed display of crystal chores.

Life isn't an alluring wish,
just suspended in two live races.
It comes to naught, frigidly zero
no reason to dwell, time's abhorred.
Wind's bottomless beauty ends,
Yes, a daylight silence mends.