You held out your friendly hand
to guide me through this land.

Your smile so natural.

It might not have another meaning.
But it thought me the value of my feelings.

For you.

Tiny feelings expanding,
passion is demanding,
for me to make a move..

Distance notwithstanding,
love with deeper meaning,
for romance to be approved.

All this time, I believed,
that my world was conceived
by what betrayal achieved.

Joyful eyes of sky blue,
a laugh that rings so true,
makes hope, renewed.

Won't you hold my hand,
to see what you have planned.
Together, horizons expand.

Even after the fading scent
of shared autumn nights fade away,
I'll cherish every moment spent
and with this, my feelings convey.

I will remember.

Every moment.

Everywhere.

Every day.

*******
If only
another chance to see you,
was real.

Tragic life brought forth from a darker tomorrow,
sad accidents in a world full of sorrow.

Luck magic balances  out the karmic equation,
nobody has enough for their sinful inflation.

Hope destroyed, time borrowed.
Hearts betrayed, souls followed.

Life escapes without hesitation
whenever one sees the next evil revelation.

Running away, wont save you from cruel fate
as long as someone out there cries your name in hate.

Finding you wont be a hard task
for someone who holds intellect's overflowing flask.

Tearing your chest side by side with revenge's might,
a pitiful scream will be the last thing heard in your room tonight.

It was a black night devoid of safe light.
The moon, a faded thin circular thread in the starry sky..

Standing above a cruel garden, the girl awoke,
stirred into consciousness by the evil beyond.

'Wont you come back to us?' the flowers begged her once more
'It's not the place of the forgotten to lie here the night before'

She tried to regain the memories that quickly avoided her senses
as she sat up from that grim bed of flowers amid the blossoms' verses.

The cold made her skin shiver, freezing dread was something the night delivered.  A faint aroma of jasmine filled the air, the beautiful petals lingered around with a flair.

'Worry not, dear child of the sun, for in a moment's notice, all will end with the sound of a gun.'  

And as promised, the sound tore through the cruel black.
A bullet ended her mortal chamber, forever to rest deep within her body's crimson ember.

It was a child who discovered the remains,
lying besides the cold tracks of the rusty trains.

A playful time tainted by cruel reality,
as the little boy found the girl's finality.

Through shocking tears and gasping speech,
the son arrived at his parent's reach.

The police arrived soon thereafter,
to see the ****** scene as a tragic disaster.

Her fragile heart fiercely pierced by hot cold metal
which proved to be undoubtedly fatal.

Clues hidden within the blade of grass,
beneath the jasmine flowers and the remaining brass.

You talk to me..
with the language of my dreams.

Of promised joy
and a solid decoy.

With the cries of night creatures,
that I dimly understand.
I think of the fine features,
that in our life, I have planned.

and then I realize..
its all just a plain mirage.
A life full of false pieces,
a hopeful montage.

Your binary words,
glow in my darkness.

Your 'darling' hangs in the air..
and my head just forgets.

Making chemicals run in my blood, just by looking..
you freeze my sound, take my free will and throw it away..

And I feel your cold warmth,
as the icy sparks fly upwards
from the burning of all my wishes
with a simple blank line..

The reluctant hero comes to join the fight
on this fright night of hidden light.

Whose upon these darkened hallways
of twisted realities and unwanted dreams,
he shall stand bright.

Real emotions swallowed by the dark ocean green
and as soon as it came, it is gone in the midst of yesteryear.

Nothing but a memory of a person
drowned in a lake of temptation.

Rapid breathing of a last gasp in the middle of a restless sigh.

Clinging to the hope that one more
will bring back the normality of one's selfless thought.

In his prison of fear, he rests with all he holds dear
waiting for you to remember him when the time draws near.