9-12-13 12:05am

Here, here I am again

luring sounds I heard tonight
Cicadas song
Clocks hand seems dancing
and a busy highway
with a jeep moving back and forth
Its midnight.
A time where Im alive
Tonight is the absence of light
but not the lights flaming to write
A poem, essays, and notions
enclosed with a certain emotions
Barking Dogs
seems begging for help. .
leaving alone, assuming in snow.
Its raining not outside
yet inside my mind.
flooding of meaning behind
every words I never say.
Lizards sound summon
my sleeping hormones
though, adrenalin is still effective..
injected invisibly through my veins
The lamp is on its fame
producing blue, yellow, grey
and its flame. . .
fired me to fall asleep.
It somehow abodes a pen
to write after 10.
Neighbours talking faster.

Somebodys knocking anyones door . .

like the phrases above my head,
knocking . . . .
tok. . tok .
Id stop, open. . .but failed to see
what it means.
Now, I heard my own breathing. .
wondering if others hear it too
when Im nigh.
My eyes want to nap.
I close it. . . .what is this.?
landslide of words, beautiful fragments
beyond my limited knowledge.
Amazing sentences waited
to be uttered.
I open my eyes
Its GONE. .
GONE. . the word I hate
synonym of left, lost, ruined, dead
Now my mind wanders
still wondering. . .
I seek and find a place where I belong
Luckily, I found it.
unfortunately, just for a moment.
then it left me.
I chase it. . I caught it.
yet only the energy remains.,
I cried,
perplexing. . .
I stray,

missing. . .
My brain seems drought
I learned
I stand
I chin-up
they laugh
they step me on
but I remained different.
Insane is what they named me.
but theyll never hear me
mocked them.
just casting a little spell. . . .
Hell, I gave them to you..
but the words that never left me
let it stay
though at last it remained untold.