Little boy

Little boy,
Why are you all unaccompanied and poignant? Where is your..

Because I want to be, little boy snapped.

Oh, you painted the pavement all black.
Is dim how you want your core to be?

I’m in pain.. I’m soaked in rain.. And I’m petrified.
The sky is pitch black at dark. I am safe with black.

But the sky is blue in the morning.
Its beautiful.
It’s tranquil.
It is never callous or jealous.
It has the sun to glisten your days, and belief.

I’m always here, in the dark corner of this boulevard.
Crawling and swarming for HIM . But he never comes back . For me.

Who is this ‘HIM’?

…

Come with me, little boy.
I shall keep you warm.
Never to liberate.
If you desire a thousand white sheets, I could surrender to you.
What about ‘HIM’?
Your sorrow is not worthy to be taken advantage of, child.
Tag along, and grow.

#zulia zamri