As Usual

As usual, walk across -the long, long road, slow down the steps, and once in a while, sense the difference; observe something unusual…

Woke up in the early morning,

the slew of sunlight

washed away our tiredness.

as usual, another fresh day is coming,

smell the scent of brewing,

tasting bitter tea,

sipping creamy coffee;

in this little routine,

we refresh ourselves with-

free spirit...

It's a day special and normal; 

the aroma spread around the corner table;

another year is almost over..

the memory brings us to -

the long, long time ago...

same coffee and tea,

but the taste is a bit wieldy...

our sight reached far and close;

out thoughts go broad and deeper,

our feelings are truly not the same,

our words imply subtle nuance...

Through the ups and downs, 

we try to pull through,

In this diverse world, 

beyond what we could perceive...

As usual, we wonder about,

ponder around,

strolling over the urban streets;

what has been done;

what would happen forward;

seasons keep changing with-

enriched colors shift,

In the rhythm of our movement,

can we make great things happen, 

all the time..

So here’s to the time, 

and all it brings over,

from the ordinary day in the routine,

toward a special moment of influence,

riding above the curve of getting misunderstood,

holding on tight, with-

our benevolent value...

As usual, walk cross -

the long, long road,

slow down the steps, once in a few minutes,

sense the difference;

observe something unusual;

people come & go,

left their footprints of all sorts,

watch around the kaleidoscopic phenomenon,

do we feel different or the same...

The neon light starts lit up,

making us forget our scar for a while;

the moonlight is so pure and lucid, 

we are inspired by this special moment;

tomorrow is another day,

the new age of influence,

wish things not get stale,

with the inspirational phenomenon;

we just have to keep renewing ourselves...

Posted in: Poems