Broken Angel

I am a lone heart,
broken and depart,
from the world
of betrayal and cold

I was an angel,
looking for love,
though warned by people
from my land,
"Expect the unexpected"

I was naive,
I was blind,
I was kind,
to follow my heart

Here I am,
withered and broken,
cold and wounded,
with no emotions,
inhuman yet undead

Strange humans

Humans are strange

We see light in dark
We see dark in sunny day
We want to be alone in crowd
while need company when alone in world

We are close to beloved faraway;
but are far when close to them;
We want winter in desert;
We want summer in Artic

We wish nothing;
but need everything
We love life
and hate it same time

We call life strange
but we are bizarre