The Wonders Of A Poet And A Artist.
I followed the steps of Jacobs Lawrence’s.
The colors, line and details of every painting
I study every history and facts.
I wondered if I ever belong to an artist.
life is hided in a dark hole.
where the secert is locked in a box.
life is key for the futuer and life hold the key to the box.
when life is dead, the secert is lost.
The Wisdom Of My True Knowledge
True knowledge! ! !
Everyday I ask myself what is true knowledge?
I figure that true knowledge is base on skills and the activated of the brain.
My knowledge comes from the function and the focus of my words.
My Personal Resolution
The New Year will see a different me.
With clean and smooth sprit.
With the new attitude and a new person
Comes with adventures and focus.
The Fresh Island Breeze
I sniff and smell the fresh breeze
I wonder around waiting for that sprit
But it seems that the joy will end up in my soul.
I smell the breeze, it smell so fresh like the island fruits.