WHEN I AM AWAKE

Every odd moments when I am awake,
My mind wandering, meandering and rewinding.
Traversing my chequered past
Beyond the unknown destination of tomorrow.

How do I hope for happiness,
When there will be sorrow.
All these can come
And go in a row.
So hard to follow
What more to show.

It's not like a snow which I saw,
Even in the darkness
Never fail to glow.

But when there's happiness,
my heart tends to grow.
Just like a prisoner
Who escapes from death gallow.

~ Rb Salleh