Forgive my free verse writing I kinda hate it, Writings never come on my mind, even heart can't get out... currently...I loved writing but now...I still and I hope my heart re-think about it... trying after long felt eerie...anyway I don't care ;) njoy...

this poem delicate to my beautiful heart... njoy please...❤️
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There goes that thought
of, what it don't want to happen
never focused on what wanted to happen, more...
feared rejections and blamed darkness for no light,
the will gets down
the view very narrow
the coward ruled the world so diminish...
the refraction in sky, paved way for nothing
happiness went blur
the expectations grew largest
no one knows the answer
everyone search examples to follow
no one can find one...
as no one is there to give an explanation to follow or change theirself first,
day bleaked to night
night ensure the insecurity life...

There comes a born in night
Ray of light and pray for hope
the little child turn Monster
in dark as embold,
a life for puppet shows boredom
one changes in struggle,
the world saw the joy
and began protest to change itself...

Anticipated years ended
still the Culture haven't...

Still the child eyes are in hope
to go through the struggle to
change the useless Culture
and one day it'll do it...

So many years of anticipation
went bleed to red
I hope and hope those years
may makes realise the importance
why it made us anticipate...

© Sky's tale