an impromptu

this is the first time.
the right thing i've ever made.
how does it feel ?...

all i can do is praying
it's for real

people asking,
and maybe all i just can say is
it is the collaboration of all theory
i've been questioning.
yet so simple

in my past
in my present
and in my future

i've seen
i've told
and i hope i will


in the middle of the year
in the east
and i'm sitting near the window
i still can remember the sunset
it was orange

that city mesmerizing
and it feels so near
deep i know
the sky is the same
who knows ?

us, God's
and forever will always be


the train was passing by
there were bestriend
sitting and pondering