One-Der-Ring-Thoughts >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

today there's something
that's holding my hand
I wonder could be my mind
maybe ground I stand; soft
good thing I didn't get mad
but find ways to get out
I surely did but was too late
it's all memories now I see


I went home with smile again
released from all threads binding
cocoon of spinning time; knotted
one thing left is tomorrow's wish
like on my right used to be forest
where birds sing and nurture young
bipeds demolished that for houses
will i find peaceful co-existence?