A cup of coffee
And a book
Consists of a thin paper
And still very new
Wind fluttering
Hit the coffee cup made
Attacked, slowly
From warm to cold
Ah, I was daydreaming in time
Together with a sweet story
I saw in this book
Now, my mind is running like a playground
White screen opened
Messages for message, word for word
Mutual handover feeling
For the sake of better self maturity
Yes, my emotions also volatile
My mind was spinning fast
Just like I'm the main character
Although in fact, I was just a spectator.
Each shipment not escape from view
My concentration control
My instinct move
My logic was open
Sometimes, human understand each others
What are the feelings and beliefs
However, the most terrible person is
A multi-talented actor who can do protagonist and antagonist's act
Changing the eye, changing the taste
Tongue feels very astute
Are you a monster?
My brave seems like an iron sand in front of you
Slowly approaching
And then, i only got an empty space
Then the body was falling, so deep
Towards a new space unfilled
Is this the new world?
Can I play, and sleep here ?
If i can, I'll fill it with dolls and my favorite flowers!
Ah, I'm so glad
Eyes, ears and mind
Useful to understand each other, one another, helping people who are at the threshold of the abyss of emptiness
But not as easy as flicking a hand
But as difficult as say love
Then all slowly stored, buried, and locked
In a locker transparent, and never open
Then it slowly began to quiet the mind
The fingers play a little word, before I went to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
A Little Story Before Sleep
PoetryBefore sleep, i want to tell you about my day , and my night. No Frankenstein indeed, so you don't need to be scared.
