in the gloomy nite..
to express words which one could not portray..
yet, one know.. its one duty to run
so now, one'll ask..
are u okay for d past few days..?
its not for me touch d bruise of the scar..
and not for me to shake for the leaves to drop
yet, if one's need to warm the cold, to comfort the shivers..
be happy to be there..
no matter when nor where..

to lend the drums of the ears..
for each heartrising, after each beats
for what had thy gave..
one will never able to repay
thus, with this..
a high peak mountain of gratitudes..
which only one can say..
yet, one leave it all to Him to repay..