Simple Poems from a Simple Heart

Walking in the Night

The cold dark night, Its lonely silent night

The feeling where it's so quiet that it's safe,

where it's so dark that it's mysterious,

where it's a lane of lights to guide you home

The road beside me was quiet

Cars pass back and forth

but silence looms over them

And that is the beauty of the night,

or rather what it feels beautiful

I remember the nostalgia it once brought me,

the times where the fatigue comes in

times where you wanted the world to stay still forever

and then you look and feel the night

Its difficult to imagine what made that night beautiful,

it was like normal nights, like normal days on a busy month

and yet I miss that night just like I miss this

I wanted to stay forever, I wanted to capture the feeling

but how can you capture something you cannot understand?

I wanted to walk longer on the dangerous road,

voluntarily giving up my safety for something romantic as the silence

taking my time as if there is nothing waiting for me in the end,

I just wanted to know what was the feeling that I was feeling.

I wanted to know why that night was special to me.

I wanted to know why I don't want to go away.

I wanted to know why I cannot run away.

From something as romantic as a dangerous night,

from something as wonderful as the exaltation of the spirit.