The rules

We don't play by the rules.
We don't act by the law
and we don't style by the society.

We've done this
and we've done that.
But nothing fits our preference,
just as we wish.

So, we broke a few rules,
played against the law
and rejected the demands of what the society wants.

We're not a product,
we're not an animal.
We're just children
having fun
and with this
our preference is chosen.

We play by our rules.
We act by our law
and we style by our society.

Duration

It's been long,
very long indeed.
What seems to have been a minute or so
became a day or so.

It's been short,
a short break of being indulged.
What seems to have taken a month or so
turned into a hour or so.

It goes long
then comes back short.
Furthers the distance
then decreases the speed.

Its only rule,
is to rule oneself
with a complete basics
of time and day.

And,
its only elimination
is the one who has the complete basics
of day and time.

Humanity in a feather

The fallen feather,

from a mixture of glory and shame,

lands in the bottom of the human's nest.

Remains there for a second or two

then flatters across the other side.

Its greyish white feather splashed with

the dirts of the walking shoes.

A tint of the feather remains,

showing the purest grey and

covering the impurest white.

Now, this feather is no longer seen

nor reached

by the hands of those

who took it away.

Thus, it lives,

buried, 

under the footsteps

and far away

from them.