Guff House

The rhythms was so fine, change was impossible, The ride is long and long,  Side by side was the barrier, I destroy them. I was pathetic and lively creature, Now, the meaning are more clearer than sky without the cloud,  Though not lovely, for me. Life is change, aging is the sign, ride the boat, really tough, things aren't easy and lively here. There is something cost of being human, you have to dive, but swim. Right or left, soon or late, you have too keep on in the ride, or you get destroyed sinking down to sorrow and pain, Part of season is life of nature, Things keep on changing, you have to let go and rock on toward life.

 T here was light at midnight. The street was clearly visible. The emptiness was dancing wildly Though I glimpsed vividly. The buzzing sound of the hollow path, Cunningly troubling me, I wished for the heavy rain, Though silence was the one, I've been waiting. I didn't walk a bit. My heart rendered the shadow of darkness. But light was still there. I,then remembered, it was midnight. I gasped and started to search the source. Streetlight? No. Moon? Oh, No. Sun? How it was the midnight. I didn't comprehend, where I was? The slow wind was blowing angrily. “ Is it trying to give me the way out?” I thought and moved to the direction of wind. It was so soothing and romantic. Travelling with the wind, like dancing in the rhythms. I literally, forgot who I was? The song sang harmony. The pace of wind began its rise. The wind was lurking around swallow. I realized in the end, it was the shadow of light. Though it sparkled the street, swallow got me. I wasn't the only one in the...