INTO DEEPLY DEEP

Four Month of me

Starts with Hopes and Contented

No for desire; yet to done a wish

A big wish, a big hope

12 Months in a count to run out

To run out of the hell of numerical method

To run out this ‘should I live in this place?’

Please. Enough

Living in the linger of liar

It all being hypocrisy

Hypocrisy of me

Nearly to come,

Nearly to run of being sinned

Mr. July 2010,

I am waiting.

Mr. Rubik's

He scrambled it-He rumble it
He screw it-He use to, it
He dizzy
He soon learns some of hidden qualities-He stop
He repeated it He think logical
He failed-failed-failed He failed

It.

It is dizzy things
It is giddy-gee cube
It used to silly people with color
It is complexity-It is an intellectual
It is stimulation-It is fact charming
It is puzzle your mind
It makes patience runs out when all else fails

Learn you, learn more difficult
Learn more you, learn the more earnestly

But

It comes out with happy-hilarious when
All colors match
I will forever to understand you Mr। Rubik's