Reason

When the show end 

and the lights turn down 

People walk away  one by one 

And silence become my best friend 

Lie down my back to the ground 

See the cloud moving by wind 

Prevent the moon that shine 

Just coldness what i feel inside 

The world keep going around 

as the time move forward like a bound 

no matter how far i could go 

always back and begin from zero 

Reason to be love 

a need to be live 

between decision and choices 

bring consequences 

like a destiny that faithfully await to be taken and fulfilled 

Show me the reason 

If life is not just a part of any season 

like a theatre of life 

pulled by the string of believe 

i keep my fingers on guitar strings 

a song that can't be sing 

to find my reason for next path of decision 

 A reason of what i will become

Reviews

[Extant]

Wow, beautiful. The images convey so much more than at first glance. I especially like the stanza about music. The only thing is in the line "a song that can't be sing" should be "a song that can't be sung", but I still get the meaning. Very nice.

[Edward Lancheister]

thanks for have stopped by and read my poem.