Leave fear off to live life

Crawling and fighting over the bygone days,

Reaching the status today,

Some of the things maybe murky

Appearing so dusty,

As the thing you dream and wished,

May not have been achieved,

And may have been destroyed

But never leave and give up so easily,

For thy reason of saturation and weakness

Just as the things may not seem easy as you look

‘Cause in life things aren't that simple to see brilliant colors,

If you think narrower and smaller

So just remember to walk further,

Swim little deeper and keep moving

Fight with no words left to put things off,

No matter how much you suffer,

With countless running tears

After all life is the simple journey,

With so much of tourney,

In the road of hills and valleys,

So reasonably and thoughtfully

Believe in yourself and your power

Everything is just the theme of it,

When story begins and comes by, until it ends.

journey in train over blues.

                                          woebegone

                            Unlike those usual coming night,

                        it was deep dark with so much fight,

                    Fighting myself, with so much flooded thoughts,

                         The thoughts that eventually get caught,

                         Like those struggling fish in the fisher net.

            That particular thought wrestle’s in my loitering mind, so hard

                       Against every walls of height and width

           even in the pits of stomach and all over beneath the skin

                   Nothing could help myself to get away,

            In blink to an end it was left with no further choices for the way:

                     Ways to keep calm and awake with joys.

     Thereby, the midnight in the train passes with the stories of sorrows,

          And the songs of loneliness like those who search for light when get in burrow.

                             The midnight was so silent,

                   Silent except for the moving train that screeches,

                 And those thoughts that rumble in my mind,

                        like thousand thunders that vibrate the earth

                           Till to the morning rooster crows.