Madman Diary

Wandering under the lamp post,

Walking by the track,

Alone, the mad man "lepaking" again… during the midnight in the middle of nowhere…

Embraces by the cold wind,

accompanied of a shadow,

Mad man’s heart was warmth by the whispering of the silence, and from the light from the lamp post (if there is any heat).

Humming within self,

Tapping on the ground,

The mad man wonders will his shadow can be humored by his act.

Then the mad man notice there is something in the air,

A couple walking passed him,

Embrace and accompany each other,

Every sign means everything among them,

The silliest act as their sweetest move,

Their whispering making them invisible from almost everything…including from the staring of the mad man.

The train break through the silence and the couple is gone,

The mad man gaze at the few star that rarely appear in this polluted city,

Asking the same question as every other loner always asked,

so that one day they wouldn’t need to clown for their own shadow.

Confused with the silence, Mad of being ignored,

Tightening his fist, the rage rushing through every inch of his body, mind, and soul… The mad man demand an answer.

The stars remain still and silence, continue to shine with its dim light as it has always as million years ago.

The eternity of the stars finally calm the mind of the mad man,

He is not alone after all,

Someone did and still loving him as always, as the stars patiently shine its light upon the earth.

So…

The mad man continue his journey,

Wandering under the lamp post,

Walking by the track,

Embrace by the cold wind,

accompanied of a shadow…