The eyes, what is it?
Each but a pair of globular organs of sights
In our skulls, projecting visions to your mind
Putting colors to colors and shapes to shapes

A interpreter to the soul
Unconscious but always faithful
Helping to speak, when words not suffice
Nothing need be said, when you have eyes

As far as the eye can see
Is it true? Is that the limit?
Or is that when you close your eyes
You can see as far as your mind wanders

The question of, then
Dreams and Reality
Open your eyes for Reality
Eyes wide shut for your Dreams

Meraki, I mutter as we gaze
The constellations upon the heavens
Of life, has it been a waste?
To the Gods, of the sailing seven

The soul, creativity
Love placed into something
The essence of yourself
Placed into your eyes

Right now though
Hiraeth takes over
The undeniably sick feeling
Of lonesomeness and one

Deep, wistful longing
Nostalgic sense of longing
A place of hope no longer
Perhaps never was

Waiting.
That's a human thing to do
Patience; That's power
Not an absence of action
But waiting, for the right time

For a while.
Length cannot be measured
By the person who's waiting
Absolutely normal

Too.
For the person who waits and waits
Wait for something to happen
When it happens, he feels sad

We wait then we never live
Perhaps.
That is the expectation
Of Life.

Pen to paper, under the stars I write
Let the skies be the witness
For the closing twilight window
Cheers to broken dreams

The mind has been battered; routed
Feelings? No, cold as stone, the heart
What do I seek? Nothing
But to get this out of the way

It's amazing when I thought of God for this, when I am a true non believer. But I suppose that's why 'God' exists in people's life, to make you feel hope. But hope, as always, is a dangerous thing, makes a man go insane.

As you stand at the brink of your new life. I wish you everlasting happiness. I have nothing but envy for you. Your wishes will come true. Let it be a beautiful. I can almost visualise.

May your Lord guide the way. Otherwise, the stars will. With love and lasting thoughts.

Sleep did not come easy
For you, I allowed it to be
Too much chasers for me to keep
I rather you start your beautiful dream

You think this will be short lived
But short lives we live for
For the moment, I need to treasure
Surely, it's worth living for?

Now I am finally done
Thinking briefly of the day has past
How was it? Your day?
You, the girl who has no name

I'll leave you with your smiles
This written quickly with you in mind