many are heavy to leave
many are can’t stand to be apart
many hold dear what they had
but i won’t talk sweet nor lie
i just want to speak my mind

about these lips

yes, we all know about one thing
that’s the lips have two parts
the upper and the lower part

thus, are we aware
that in every part of these lips
lies some small scratches
that form together a long line?
[i believe we're all aware]

i believe i don’t need to elaborate
because i believe that we have
seen, heard,
touched,
tasted, and smelled,
every visuals, sounds,
surfaces,
tastes, and fragrances,
with our own senses

we’re all not
brainless scums
nor mindless worms
because we’re all still aware about
these scratches
and the line formed there

here, on these lips

i beg your pardon if i’ve left feelings and goals
and despised men’s hopes and dreams
but this is just something spoken out from the mind -
the primary part of our soul -
that had enabled me to exhale in relief
when the order had set
in front of us all
and we all know
that the time is about to come

i don’t wish everyone to understand
and if anyone comes to the meaning hidden
please use logic and reason
rather than mocking and masquerades