Crossroads may break ties
Or patch hearts
And as we go our separate ways
When shall we meet again?
With nothing but a map in our palms
And eagerness in our hearts
The time that passes with each passing
Is slow to end though quick to start
Half-world travellers
And wanderlust
Will we still carry
The same old dust?
The stains that plague us
Though we abhor them
Against our own will
Define us
Laughter lines
Italicised
And bolded underlines
Slowly time affixes its mark on us
And the creases make a path
Even then as days of past
Will spirit still be stayed?
When we endeavour to change our paths
Will we find our way back home?
The light is on
As always is
And hope is keeping vigil
Some shall never return
And even if they do
Things change
And feelings pass
The glory days
Have come and passed
And we will never be
As golden as we were
Time can never bring us back
To remedy our wreck
Can we ever move forth
With the lingering longing for the past
To relive days of serendipity
And to find the people we lost along the way
That only begged us to stay
Bravest is the soul
Who can master the tides of past and present
And forge on with nostalgia at the back pushing
While running into the imminent unknown
Perhaps transience is inevitable
But so shall transcendence be
Happiest are the souls
Who are full of hope and vigour
And though crossroads they break apart
Perhaps we'll meet elsewhere afar
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC
Crossroads may break ties
Or patch hearts
And as we go our separate ways
When shall we meet again?
With nothing but a map in our palms
And eagerness in our hearts
The time that passes with each passing
Is slow to end though quick to start
Half-world travellers
And wanderlust
Will we still carry
The same old dust?
The stains that plague us
Though we abhor them
Against our own will
Define us
Laughter lines
Italicised
And bolded underlines
Slowly time affixes its mark on us
And the creases make a path
Even then as days of past
Will spirit still be stayed?
When we endeavour to change our paths
Will we find our way back home?
The light is on
As always is
And hope is keeping vigil
Some shall never return
And even if they do
Things change
And feelings pass
The glory days
Have come and passed
And we will never be
As golden as we were
Time can never bring us back
To remedy our wreck
Can we ever move forth
With the lingering longing for the past
To relive days of serendipity
And to find the people we lost along the way
That only begged us to stay
Bravest is the soul
Who can master the tides of past and present
And forge on with nostalgia at the back pushing
While running into the imminent unknown
Perhaps transience is inevitable
But so shall transcendence be
Happiest are the souls
Who are full of hope and vigour
And though crossroads they break apart
Perhaps we'll meet elsewhere afar
