LOVE, 'Absurd', since Samuel Beckett,
You never know, you never feel, and then a pang,
A beautiful landscape, green, crimson sky, picture perfect,
Cloud doodling, soft breeze, a gentle smile appears.
Your mirror becomes your Friend, you applaud at your win
You smile at your stupidity, but you start loving yourself.
Then, suddenly, just like absurdity, a black cloud appear
Gentle breeze become harsh, one crow appears right behind you
Calling, disturbing you
Still, a haunting image appears, no more landscape.
But you still live, because that’s what absurdity is!!
That crow gulps you everyday, you let it
There’s always a RAINBOW after a RAIN
I was SOMEONE, and I can’t never be the SAME