Dear you,
Be calm in every situation
As the rain stops
You've to water them
Again- by yourselves.

Painting of Oblivion

The canvas is uniformly white.  
As a screen depicts nothingness
And there is immobility.
A red dot appears
When a mass of void moves
Into life in the form of a life
A beast or a man?
The mystery is no one knows.
Why this randomness occurs

A girl’s eyes once bright with passion now stare  weakly dull and empty.
She lies on the bed trembling fingers twisting the sheets. She pleads. She screams. The walls do not listen. The air does not carry her cries.
The earth shifts graves loosen their grip ready to swallow the unwanted.
I tear her apart. Every breath I draw is stolen from her lungs.
I was welcomed into this world when she bid farewell to her world
After all this is the circle of life

Moonlight wipes her gracious hand across my faces
She names me one of her own
And in the darkest secret places
I let myselves be known

Like the clouds
Running to be with the sun
Little did it know
That the very thing he desire will be his demise

And on his journey to the West,
On the pursuit of the light
So little he know,
That he'll be enveloped by
The eerie darkness of the night
Again

It's hard to turn the page to a new page
When our fav character is not there

Tell me a lie I can believe.

"There is no one like you."

Another lovely morning.... I wake up drenched in sweat.
What is it that grips me? Squeezing me in my sleep?
Returned to the mercy; of some external force.
Each night takes me places, my body proves remorse.

I'm redundant-
the world
is replete
with wisdom

vox clamantis
in deserto
a voice
in the wilderness
none will hear
only the trees
and the breezes

but I'm free
that itself alone
will make me happy