Alarm that ring once again.....
Scars in heart that never mend.
Hand that never held.
Promise that never kept.
I always running.
But i begin to notice, did i run from something ?
Or did i chase something ?
Stare into my coffee that i only drink, but never savour.
Stare into the sky that i only admire, but never to learn.
"Did it pay off ?"
"Did you finally get it ?"
"Did you....finally happy ?"
Until i realise , am sitting alone in the park. A ray of sunshine captivated into the tree.
A bird were making a verse of melody.
I should be at work.
But i choose to be here.
I wonder if they will fired me.
I wonder if am resting or abandoning my obligation.
This is nice.
Yes, this is nicer than work.
I hope am resting now.
I always want to.
How peaceful it is, to see a duck sunbathing, to see a cat chasing around a leaf, to see people are happy, to see children are happy, to see..
I always ignoring it.
I was always blind from the start.
Or just this world that make me blind ?
But now i'm begin to see.
As i stand up, a beginning to a whole new person.
To not worry.
To savour.
To see.
To be happy.
I begin to fall or did i fly ?
Oh...i will just let it happen.
About the Creator
Arda Azhar
I think about it a lot...
My story or at least what i tell people have never been heard of..
My muse, my poem, my lament
I hope you want to hear it..



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