The past is filled with stories and the future, fantasies. This is now. Neither do I have a story nor a fantasy. The photograph I hold is dear to me; in it, I see a happy man. A possible story. A certain fantasy. How the tables have turned. I look at it and whisper “I … Continue reading Looking back
He sipped tea from the disposable paper cup, under a tree, enjoying the drizzle and petrichor. She stirred the mocha, her eyes, aimless. He put on weight; the tee shirt has gotten a little tight and life, hopeless as ever. She burst out laughing as her friends approached her, teasing her about the boy who … Continue reading Distance.
Don’t ask me what is wrong,Don’t tell me what is right;Don’t say there will be lightAt the end of the night. Don’t expect me to be strong,Stop looking for a fight;Within me liesA never ending fright. There are blacks,There is white,The Grays you don’t noticeIs what we call life;You give me your timeAnd you will … Continue reading Listen.
I walk in the shadows, I dwell in the past Lurking in pain, the night is all I ask People are mirages, smoky, the path Voices are fleeting and aghast Hope starts to decay, ghosts come alive Guilt takes over, raining down the sky I walk further, I bear the pain For this life has … Continue reading Darkness.
I’m done chasing the ghosts of our past,I wish it were a reality,But we both knew it wouldn't last. You broke my wings,I hid my plight,But I never hinderedYour will to fly; There’s no way your words will lead meBack into that path,I set you free, then,For if we're meant to be, we shall meet … Continue reading
Sleepless nights never bothered me Neither did wraiths It's you, babe, The graveyard of our love And the nightmares.
How does it feel When you break free from Those chains? What is it like When all your efforts go In vain? Is there pain When you carry all that blame? Tell me, brother, I heard you say "It's all the same" Is your soul now A relic of your past? Do you feel your … Continue reading Oneself.
Burnt papers, Fallen leaves And a heart that grieves; Scars that healed, Tears concealed, Love, the lust and greed; Broken promises Stolen kisses Wasted ink, Everything that disappeared in a blink Blood and scars, Sun and the stars Whisper tales of us Memories, victim to rust.
I hate to break it to you Money is the only thing that's true You probably have no clue That I love you too Let's part our ways, Erase it without a trace This is simply out of place Don't make me leave in disgrace There's one thing you should know; Move on, Don't go … Continue reading That’s what I heard