18.6.13

Dream Maker




One day I woke up full of emptyness.
Far from home and lost,
tired of pressure and pretension,
morning so mourned.
Suddenly cinders of gold raining me,
by the shape of pureness and honesty.
This cosmic has exploded.
I let you swim deeper to milky ways.
until you know you trapped in monster nest,
and falling for my flaws.

One day I realized I woke up, with faith and commitment,
which is people often called as love.