Five minutes
What is it?
Three hundred seconds
Or two hundred and fifty
Heartbeats?
Or is ot something that
Transcends normal
Time?
In five minutes
My whole life story
Could be told
Infinite number of memories
Confined to a
Finite measure of time
So how long is
Five minutes?
So small
It cannot be measured
So large
It defies measurement
So what is it?
A fragmentof time
That you keep in
Your heart

The blue of the sky
Is slowly turning red
Night is coming
Fast appraoching
To consume me
Walking around
Without you
It is getting colder
No-one notices
I think about
Nothing
Thoughts going
Round in circles
Cannot concentrate
Stop and sit
Watch the night go by
Someone told me
"You miss too much these days
If you stop and think"
Nice idea
But I cannot
Change who I am
Analyse something
To death and bveyond
Carpe diem
Holds no meaning
Who am I?

Candle**

Light a candle
Ignited by my heart
Flame hugs the wick
It flickers
Staring at the flame
Become hypotised
Start to fall
Down I go
I am drowning
Swim to the top
Resurfaced
Glance at the candle
Wax is melted
Candle is almost
Depleted
Flame is fading
Slowly fading
It does not die
It burns on
Forever lit
I grab the flame
And place it in
My heart
There it will burn
Forever

She'll never know
How I feel about her
How can I tell her
How I feel?
My heart yearns
To tell her
To cry out
But it is held back
Something stops it
From crying out
As I know
I cannot tell her
I want to
But I cannot
Internal conflict
That can never
Be resolved
What can I do?
Do nothing
And I lose
Again

Over the hills
Down through the valleys
Searching for the one
Who I know is
Somewhere
I search for her
But where I am
She is not
Through the plain
I see a lake
Its deep blueness
It reminds me of
Her eyes
For when I looked
Deep into them
I drowned
As I hunt for her
Day turns into night
As the sun
Starts to set
The sky has
An orange hue
The colour of her hair
Darkness descends
No chance
Of seeing her now
Return home
Alone
Perhaps tomorrow?

Heard that
"A man will rise
A man will fall"
Phrase keeps
Buzzing round my head
It's meaning
Eludes me
It dances just
Out of my grasp
It drives me mad
What does it mean?
Who said it?
Where does it
Come from?
So many questions
With no answers
In sight
So
Should I leave it
Have its meaning
Unexplained
Or try to
Perceive the meaning?

Look out of  my window
To see normal life
Mediocre and boring
Same thing day to day
But as the light
Begins to fade
A difference occurs
So subtle
It is hardly noticeable
Darkness descends
As life disappears
Streets deserted
Streetlights then
Illuminate a
Hidden beauty
Hues of orange
Shine on stone
Of the road
Reflection of
The light
Amplify the
Barren isolation
Of the street
The emptiness
It is the beauty
Even if it is
Man-made
It seems unspoilt
By man
The sun rises
To ruin the illusion