All I Need
Every time, I sit beneath the sheath of the sky, I let my thoughts seep into the cavity of my heart. I wish someone would bring me a blank paper, a pen and my fantasy and I would write.... But what gradually nuzzles my neck and embrace my body is the feeling of -LONELINESS.. He rules as a majestic king while I sit helpless. Like a wind pushing every door which I am trying to shut, and blowing the peace away. I wish someone would come and sit by and say ‘What's up ??’ But I am sitting with a group of pretty faces and beautiful hearts who are laughing altogether on a joke. I know I got the joke , but I don't laugh as if some monster is holding my jaw. I know every face around me but they look like strangers. Well, sometimes I want to sit beneath the trees in the forest of solitude. But sometime I want to be like leaf who doesn't cling alone. Sometimes, I don't want to be alone. Sometime, I want a friend to keep a hand on my shoulders to bring me