On 29th June, 2012
One more year passed by,
while I remained the one...
Staying and counting by.
Life has been a space in time..
Where people come and go,
They have to go and they do so.
While being me, most of the time,
into the thoughts and reality...
I Seldom forgot,
when to dim, when to shine.
It was only me,
lived in dark age and waited for the renaissance..
held on ups and stood through down,
Lived through guilt,
Survived thorough innocence
who am I? the dream chaser?
or own record breaker...
Let it be, imperfect me with myself,
(just like this poem)
Incomplete yet total in run,
Let life be "coming soon" with fun...