Dreams

In a silence  i've look for the dreams
Try to scrape the  footstep of past's at every gasp boundary
Black……
is colour carpet of my life
Dark…….
this weak hand was grope in the emptyness
In every story of live’s fable
I’ve been passing by with fizzing of the night wind
Between the suffering river i’ve standing up
Hope a dream

Way to find the Beauty of Life

find the beauty

• When accepting is a choice, just excluded a few space to be disappointed

• The biggest challenge will come from one who most loved, when more of the patience bladder was piled up at base of heart

Under The Padma’s Feet

Black horrible face from hue of fear

haunted the heart tick in a death corner

Sweety smile of  a boy in memory eyes..........

was handcuff the soul

Only YOU

With the destiny star I’ve been walking
There is no released a result of the past karma
Accomparied by sweety song of liking and sorrowfull’s flute at the heart space
I’ve try to looking for a future expectation