Bare Feet Gal

Rain was falling as she stare on the window.

She stepped into the soaked road and grasses with bare feet,

Her hair, her whole body got wet.

She walked as she hugs herself in the coldness.

She cried, freely. Nobody could see the tears.

She ran and ran, pursuing the way to escape.

She danced, unpredictably. Nobody could see her moves.

And looking up, she watched the clouds go lighter as the rain falls heavier.

Her feet, her hands, her eyes was washed.

Grief and despair was gone.

Suddenly. She’s done with the pain.

Finally. Her heart and memory. The sky was clean.


Lights of New York

My heart is inside a lonely place, with pain and deafening silence. I want to leave where I got stubborn for a long time, and find something there where I can clean up mess and make my heart glow of what will I see.

There I found, the city full of touch with lights, lights that will run me and my feelings away from darkness and despair of opening my vision again. It plays my eyes and pound my heart with so much pleasure as I am walking at it’s Time Square.

I could see it, the people, the billboards, the winking illuminations and radiance ,it puts me in warmness as the glow hugs my cold numb body.

The passing luxurious cars reminds me of life that shall always continue ,we don’t know what type of road we’re going to ride next but we must continue driving to reach what we want to reach.

The buildings reminds me of myself that shall stand tall even I’m surrounded with sadness and distress.

I could hear it, the loud music that makes my mind to shake off and my feet to tap and knock the ground, it makes me dance and gives comfort, the volume welcomes me.

Finally, I met the city full of gorgeous Lights, New York.

I continue moving while searching for nothing and just look around, I could stare at ’em all …

but I was just thinking, I wish I’m not alone.