Wonder Through

Thinking, The night is beautiful tonight because as i shall like the delight the cold breeze passed without the winds Feeling all of the bitterness it rewinds I wander around this loophole of thoughts Spinning, It spins, My mind in afterthoughts The night passes, Should it be fun? Until the day arrive where should we all run? Although I wander through , Sunshine comes through , Continuing the light shades Puzzling apart , Again it hides The light blinds beyond darkness Hazy in the colorful clouds of blackness Purified among the good people Stained in black the kindest evil people nevertheless, I wonder through, The mind is blank with this nonsensical questions I shall don't mind , The suspicious yet conspicuous Afterthoughts.. I stopped the thoughts of mine... As i ended The "Wonder through"...