When the sky turns blue

After hard storm, the sky will be so blue and clear. Actually, the sky is normally being like this color since the world begins, but we cannot see its beautifulness until the the dreadful disaster happened. 

It is the same as our life. We will not recognize the real value of the possessed thing until we lost it. How do human beings usually be so late on recognizing their values of life? And, how do we human beings survive such suffering and thrive in spite of it? 

Dear Friend

Dear friend,

I am thinking of you so much.

I thought that you will stay beside me forever and sharing happiness together

as long as we still alive, but it is not true . . .

You departed from my life and it is not your fault.

You walked away from my way not because of your desire, 

but because I chased you.

You used to come to say hi and visit me sometimes,

but I denied to see you.

Now, I realize that I need you. I want you to be by my side as before.

When you were with me, I could do everything as I want happily.

I could master my life as I want when I was think of that I will meet you in soon.

I can lessen my diffidence and insecureness when you are in my mind.

Oh... Come on! Please come back to me.

I need my dear friend back, MOTIVATION.

[my poetry]