Nearer to knowledge
yet unknown.
Very close enough
to spend time together
yet a lot to know
of each other.
“A face that faces the world
may not be the person inside.”
Hard to gather
yet there’s a common thing
– a heart that beats the same.
That’s love…
Stories never matter
as each one of us
carry some behind.



It really had no meaning.
Just roaming around
with nothing to do.
It’s really tough
– the thought of nothing.
Not empty yet ,
not full either.
“Am I lonely ?”
– the toughest one
to answer.
Be it a person
or any else.
Still to get something
or awaiting someone
– unknown.