Old Books Chemistry
Digging through old books from the shelf,
Discovered thyself memory.
Old books have some chemistry
From primary school back then.
I dreamt to reach the star
Thus far seems out of my fence.
My imaginary abstinence
Has happened from so many things.
Out of my familiar zone,
On a few smart phones and my bench,
Distraction that I have befriended
Suck persistence out from my soul.
Is this called a burn out–
When we’re aroused by nothingness?
Should not that be a bless
To access window of the life,
When fire inside was absent
When we don’t want to fight
When mountain seems so high
&Simple life is my medal.
-Wi
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