Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Empty

I want to have some silence
A social range of emptiness
A place without anybody
No one, no body, but me

I don’t want them
I don’t need them
That’s what I always say
As the vacation ends in may

In the lonely night I stand
Looking at my family bond
But the dark swallowed everyone
I said to myself, this is what I want.

I walked in every city
Every town, every valley
There’s no one, nobody
Nobody but me

The silence blocked my ears
My body is shocked and full of fears
I noticed my eyes are watered with tears
Flowing down to my cheeks.

And then I scream
Standing beside an empty Stream
Yelling that I want them
And I just really need them

And suddenly I opened my eyes
My face is full of tears and cries
Everyone is back
Doing an early morning chat

I wept my tears a while
Sitting down with a smile
It is not really happy to be empty
But to be with your loving family


Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Janes Henry Leigh Hunt

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James Henry Leigh Hunt

James Henry Leigh Hunt (19 October 1784 – 28 August 1859), best known as Leigh Hunt, was an English critic, essayist, poet and writer.