Commute

One short journey, two thoughts…

1. Silly one first
Train train go away
Come again another day
Heart just wants to stay
No hard toil, just pure play

2. Slightly pensive one –
When the journey commences
we look behind
find nothing but
dust of our thoughts
hardship we brought
by thinking too much
not acting enough
before the moment has passed

Liberty

Life need not to be a prison,
a jail for the dear heart
Wake up, make up and take up
Moments which will be lost
Loving again is easy, forgiving is not
They live happily, why should you rot
Nothing deep, nothing profound
Just a simple, shallow
Thought