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There is nothing as beautiful as silence and yet nothing as painful as it. It's been a while since I've written anything at all. I can't seem to to conjure any event from the abyss of my memory; maybe I haven't lived at all these past few months. People come and so do seasons change. The world has been in motion and yet I feel motionless. Maybe I only exist. The ramifications of the happenings around me disturb me at a very deep level. I suddenly feel being human is highly under rated. Crave to see an act of goodness; a chance to do good, anywhere, at any level. There seems to be a wind of change, may it blow freely,across my land.

Why Not?

I'd look at you and you sneak a peek,
I try for words and you smile at me,
You question me and I answer back,
"Love me?". "Why not?", I ask.

The world is a merry-go-round,
We're hurled about and pushed around,
There's no need to fret, why the frown?
Why the urge to conform?

Decisions made to regret,
So also did march the six hundred,
Not all tales speak of victory,
Remembered too are tales forlorn.

You roam free like the Zephyr,
Your thoughts run deep as the sea,
Your mind filled with questions,
I ask of you,"Why me"?