If

Who’ll need a gun if

We can turn an enemy into a friend

Whence the enemy can turn a friend into its man?

Who’d need a friend if

There was no enemy but freedom only?

Who’d need freedom if

There are guns everyone respects?

Who’d need respect if

Everyone was just an enemy?

Who’d need an enemy if

All friends could guarantee to last?

Who’d need to last if

Life was just perfect?

Why need perfection if

Regret was never heard of?

Would there be any regret if

There was no gun,

No enemy, no friend and no freedom? 

Hers

Like raining clouds

Like mirage in cool air, sound of flapping leaves

In tired breeze

Like sand grains in galactic storm

Like day going into dark, the universe taken a break,

A dancing wavelet of sea disappeared!  

A smile that penetrated my heart!

Try

Searching for the answers

The darkest matters

In the bluest heaven

Nothing is mine

In this space an’ time

Hairs becoming paler

Coming from craving memories

Wasting sighs

Faith in fossilized love

I might escape, life, littered

  

Aim and failure as predicted bets

Coins jingle as spinin’ fast

A tiny heart keeps pumpin’ blood through polarized ice

Hydrothermal force in my super-volcanic skull,

Nonstop eruption of random errs

Being lost in desire for becoming…

Deserts might become green sooner

Just like a little stream into a river

Mt. Everest aflame in Bushfire

Blown away butterflies

Time falling through my fingers