The seconds hand snaps and clicks
In the art studio
Dawn comes upon the cold horizon
With a solitary lamp shining at five in the morning

Shaking off the darkness and all the gloom of yesterday
Under the blushing sun, the green of grass
As the traces of the past fade into oblivion
The nocturnal birds wince at the sunrise

With splotches of paint upon a cream canvas
Crafting silent trees laced with rusted leaves, gently
A northern wind bends the fluttering flowers
A flurry of raindrops smudged with my brush

When the morning is in full bloom
Bringing with it sunlight and courage
The dew drops glimmer on the spears of grass
As the warm wind wakes the morning doves

All of nature alive, almost in prayer
The music flows through the air
Even when I cannot face another day
A beautiful sunrise always takes my breath away

Dreams fade as soon I am awake
As I sit over by the window
I feel the sun wade through my soul
When the flowers rush to greet me

With dewdrops on their petals
That fall gently on the ground
As they settle and are absorbed
By the cheeks of mother Earth

Your fingers nestled in mine
As you look in my eyes
You were with me that night
And so the stars shone brighter

The moon still waits for you
And all I hear is it calling out your name
This heart engulfed by its own flames
Still remembers your laughter

My love for you grows
So does my desire for you
If you loved me too
My dreams would come true

While this city breathes and sleeps
I carve out myself a little space
In your heart
When I dream of you

With passion and
Broken will
I yearn for you still
You’ll never know how much more I will

Your kisses
That beauty
A serene smile
Your skin against mine

"It's not that I'm missing her
Her words and soft voice comforted me
Blanketing the emanating hurt"
I tell myself

"We ended as friends but I couldn't ignore
What my heart felt
Nor what said the stirred soul"
I tell myself

Although we ended as friends
My body and soul aches still
When the heart longs to be fooled
I'm at a loss for words

Dare the day
to raise the light
To dedicate
itself to the Sun's respite

To crush
the shadows
kidnapped
by night

To free the wounds
of fright or plìght

The sunny ray's raucous
crackling whips
Soon the darkness
will be flipped

To hear
the moans of
grinding time
The wheels spin on
as the engines whine

So does the day
dare the night ?
Yes it does
to the Sun's delight

The days crawl by like
tortoises.
My purpose is obscured by
***** nights, and
raven-haired sadness.
Naked branches of
the maple trees dance in
the autumn wind, and
leaves rustle in
the dead grass;
all burnt orange and yellow ocher.
They're like a
little surreal sunrise.
Hope
is eternal.

As the dawn lights up the room
Through dark curtains
A solitary ray peaks through
Afraid to disturb the silence

The morning is restless
Without her embrace and presence
The first sound I hear is the bird sing
Her sweet gestures still rankle this broken heart

She often brought me happiness
In my life void of affection and beauty
Her words calmed
The river of traumas

I share these songs with her
Now those memories bring me solace
When her eyes listened, lips smiled
As I pick up the broken pieces