The Utimatum

Again I sit
Seeing the sky
It was bright and shining initially
Then it becomes dark and cloudy
Just like my heart

Numb, speechless, frustrated
Everything seemed impossible
When they all went wrong
When all predictions totally incorrect
When every waiting became worthless
When all of them in vain
What else left?
What else can be relied on with?
Nothing left eventually
Nothing at all…

Wishes, Hopes and Dreams
Since the Past and the Present
Wishes will always be wishes
Hopes will always be hopes
Dreams will always be dreams
They will always remain like that
No gain at all…
Even at the slightest grasp
Nothing eventually
Worthless, useless and hopeless
They all be already
No worth of hoping anymore
Only causing more pain and frustration
More towards them, more pain will be
Thus, what else?
Again, nothing
Back to the initial
Before everything laid on
The old ones...
If all these destined by God
What can be said by then?
Nothing, no comment at all
Why?
It is God predestination
No worth of rebelling
Human always inferior
No power to achieve something
As everything is in God’s hand
Only will get something with His permission
Or, nothing will be gained

The sky will never bright like before
It always will be cloudy
Like a soul already gave up hope
Forget them all entirely
They all waste
Useless to be waited anymore
Long road up ahead
Long journey await
Before everything vanishes completely
Then, I stand up
Disappearing into the horizon
And suddenly the clouds clumping
Here comes the rain
The Earth wet of the rain
Just like the rain wetting my heart
My gloomy heart…

My deep personal expression...