Appearance turns to another, even one moment could never be the same to another, it’s just the sole law.

You slip away from our own attachment, you, sliding on slippery flat sprinting with sharpened sledge, making us involved with it in no having alternative.

You make us joy, and disappointment, your providing dissatisfaction makes us certain embers which can last forever, but your doing joy makes us dead end which could never be acquired again!

Energy is death shot!
Vigor is one which is seducing us to fatigue, but its thing has assorted sorts, some are so ruined opportunity.

When I am walking down the street masking my face, with globes for shopping and being noticed to lack of money in need to drop, coming back to back for taking money out from my account, sometimes felt numb at my left eye, it reminds me of syndrome of new corona virus, corresponded in finding my body similarity which rather seduces me to go to hell.

But beforehand of this virus crisis, I had eye trouble that thing could be mobilized by my mind to ease my mind in anxiety to be infected by it.

Alive means getting hell close to me, noticed to embers, and slowly but obviously in ecstasy, I’ll used up them in no fare to death.

After so long bloomy cold winter’s ember days, getting so dazzling sunbeam in getting it for my body heated, but my eyes shun it, reminding me of coming near overshoot in last evening news.

Sprinting in my mind darkness, my heart voice can ring durably, and reminds me of recovering my desire after losing anything.

But, it’s okay, you’ll be there anytime I can be conscious, I’ve constantly been here, you can anytime watch me again, I’ll take my hands to your place from here!

My flammable heart restarts again, one heart crouches here over the coming future, but another heart conspires around what to do next reacting virus’s ill-natured acts to us, again!

All things are adjusting cycle dead and alive.
Not only materials but also spirits or so, so outstandingly to all of us.

Rather making alive so durably makes earlier dead end of my life, it could be possible to be said to me now.

But, it’s okay, I’d already overcome all fare of death.
Though, my stoic days could never end yet.

Only you announce me death in life, coz I either have so momentary death so frequently in a day, and alive lasting given from you announces my left moments few so certainly to me.

But, it’s okay, you’ll be there, I’ll constantly here, you can anytime squat around me, though, you could never rest!

How come do you get me my death in life?
I’ll do it on my mind and body as question to you anytime at my home, making my spirit fall in my enigma so lastingly at nighttime and next daytime!

But, it’s okay, we’d be joined to the one, the another day, when the time gets visible either to me, I’d ask you all so honestly coz it would be the last moment for me to ask something to anybody.
(Apr. 5th. 2020)