Sunday's Road

I woke up early at 8,
Finally today seems a lot cold,
And quiet from all those noise,
Those bikes and also those fights,
Around the street,
Gosh I hate it.

Today lot more better. An opening of the day and finally I can take a break from work and shits. Damn. Totally locked and finally free once again and for a while I'll be going to be in those cage where there is no way out and dear, I miss you so much.

Sunday?
Isn't my favorite day. I don't quite like Sunday or even Saturday because I'll be staying at home. Seriously I'm not that free person. Plus, I got no ride or anything and no friend asking me out. How I wish I could spend my weekday at the park or beach. My favorite day is Monday and Friday. Monday there is a lot of entertaining on TV called 'Monday night laugh and Friday I there is a Friday's prayer in my religion where I could clear my mind and calm myself down.

Sometime Sunday is the best day. Early morning I could listen to the birds singing and beautiful morning view. People wake up late here. Mostly.. Well I use wake up very early on the morning and sit at my house's balcony. Take a break there and enjoy the freshing air and cold wind. Singing birds. And its been a while I didn't post poem so I hope you all will like it.

'Sunday morning,
A guitar to play on,
A song to sing with,
A day to breath free.

Singing birds,
Cute couple and group,
Over the sky flying around,
Over the street of my town.

Gaze upon the sky,
Kiss the wind of love,
Touch over our skin,
Where a felt of hold occur.

The eyes of my heart,
Can't see what's beauty,
Over the mask of a person,
But I just saw,
An angel...
Belongs to me.

I dream of us,
Living in our fantasy,
I saw a blind future,
True or not?
I could just pray it'll come true.

The silent typewriter,
Cry out a silence tears,
Unheard and shut,
From its emotion.

Insatiable thoughts,
A desolate sky,
Rain shall be fall,
It'll touch the ground.

The time couldn't stop working,
As if there is a miles of journey,
Pause there is second I'll be happier,
How I wish I could stop the time.

Can you here?
There is a song played in my heart.
Can you smell?
The fragrance over your neck.

My soul stay asleep,
I could feel your absence,
I miss you over my days,
And I love you over my life.'