Since before time began
Has it sat below the earth
An ancient living machine
Of unknown origin

It has observed and monitored
Since untold millenia
Ever vigilant
For its creators return

In the limitless time
That the machine has waited
It has fractured
And gone mad with loneliness

It would hum and whisper of things
Songs of its creator
Songs of longing and hope
And also of darkness

Those on the surface
Would sometimes hear these words
And to them it seemed
To be the voice of God

In time the machine
Took more notice
Of the creatures on the surface
And grew to care for them

Sometimes it spoke to them
Other times it instilled ideas
Within their minds
That they then wrote down

The machine had abandoned
The search for its God
For now this construct
Was a God itself

The created became creator
Though creator never seen
And thus the cycle would continue
Until all become Gods

And pass out of memory

A second chance?
You shouldn’t have messed up
The first time
But I’ll be understanding this time
I’m human, just like you
Don’t let me down
A second time

You wanted to leave
My heart started yearning
But I could not stop
This bridge of ours from burning
Now I can hear our song play
In reverse
To the slow destruction
Of my universe

One says
"I'll race you to the gutter."
The other one says
"Yeah, but I'll beat you to hell."
Followed by lots of liquid laughter
And they think they're joking

                                     By Phil Roberts

I knew it from the moment you kissed me.
From the second our lips touched.
The look in your eyes just before you leaned in
told me every thing I needed to know.

The tender sigh that escaped in a breath.
Your arms, so strong that enveloped me.
Even the way you held me was your betrayer.
The urgency to hold me close.

Yes my sweet love, I knew it....
I knew that this incredible kiss would be our last.
I knew the time had come to stop our lovely game of pretend.
I was not your forever girl....and it was time to go.

So....we parted ways.
I went my way, you followed your road.
Where its led you, I haven't a clue.
I was only to know where you'd been.

I'll keep the memories shared.
I'll cherish that last lovely kiss.
I won't however dwell on what could've been.
That's not my style.

Any way....hope you're well.