Monday, December 14, 2009

Just Playing Around Here

what should i do?
i knew it

i can paint that wall in front me
i will paint it all
there's nothing to be left
i will choose the colorful one
it will be the great wall
they have ever seen

i can write some poem's
i will say all i want to say on it
don't care about critical
nor praise
i just want to make it,
just want to share my thought

i can scream as loud as i can
until my last breath if i want
scream out loud
"AAARRRGGHHH...!!"
or "YAHOOOO...!!"
then i will continue it
"CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
although there's no one answer me,
i don't care

i can sing my favorite song
with my discordant voice
all of my favorite song
while i'm singing,
i'm also dancing
happily
as if there's no more problem
to be thought

and this poem
it's just my imagination,
my fool thoughts,
and my playing
there's no finish line
because someday
i will repeat it once again
or rewrite it better than before
there's no finish line,
is it?

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