Here It Goes

by Ziko Adanan




My body trembles to create
something out of nothing,
But nothing ever come out,
Here we go again,

My hands shake to proof
something worthy out of
this helplessness,
But nothing's ever appreciated,
There it goes again,

My mind bursts out of creations
to play that passionate role,
Still, none is ever created,
Just in my head it goes,

Completed.

Unrealized fantasy
of a perfect world.