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Thursday, August 20, 2009

Love has no doubts.

When we are young and clueless,
we say we will do life together.
Inside our hearts, we search the world
for the intangible to be tangible.

Young and clueless
and you have no idea what is ahead
what you want to do
but you know your heart desires
'Go' lusted after your heart
Life got to be more than all this we say

Truth, Beauty & Freedom
The deviance from the mass culture
The result of Bohemisation
The constant search for all three
is the cry of when we are young and clueless

Naive is the word parents describe
and the word we hate.
But, no one can deny that we are really naive.
Since naive is a word created by those who are in power.

When we grow old and gain worldly wisdom
we say everything is a bait.
Every situation has 2 facets
and neither of them is wrong or right.

There are too much broken dreams
too much false hope
all because we were once young and clueless.

But, that is because we once dare to dream, we dare to hope
Where are you o Hope?
Where are you o Idealism?