What happens on the theater of life when the curtain closes?
Does the main character give one more bow
One more sweep of the audience through the opaque curtains
And then walk out stage left to a different reality?

The wind whistles
A low, low whistle
Through the tiny spaces
Between the windows and walls.

Little by little
This house falls apart
Much in the same way
The family did
So, so long ago.

When I see buildings scrape the sky
I imagine them swaying, enveloping, falling
Rooftops bending to kiss the earth
Glass exploding from windows
And raining down
Refracting vicious rainbows
Slicing the air.

When I see this house, though
It doesn't sway
It doesn't fall
It doesn't explode or implode

It just crumbles.

Little by little
Corners are worn and chipped
Paint peels into long, curling tongues
Cracks creep like slow lightning
Across dun walls
That once shone white.

Everything is falling apart with time
And we have not been spared
This house
                    or one another.

When you thought you're just a kid
You revel in your youth,
When you thought you're all alone
You realize that you are one being of billions,
When you thought everything is gone
You know there is more to be found,
When you thought there's no home
You feel home in your heart,
When you thought this is the end.
You find that it is also a beginning.

I'm doomed.
*You are not.

True love can not be spoken
into a lover's ear.
It cannot be heard
by a most sweetest dear.
It cannot be given
in a box with a bow.
It cannot be taken
forcefully, or no.
It can though, be felt
by the sincerest of heart
Between two lovers
ten worlds apart
Who yearn for each other
and look to the moon
Knowing their lovers
are looking at it too.

Out with the old and in with the new,
Make your resolutions and hold them true,
Paint grey skies with the color blue,
Wishing the best Happy New Year to you!

Mirror, mirror on the wall
You used to make me feel like ****
Every piece of me refracted back
Broken and misplaced.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
How I wished that I could change
Oh, why the long face, child?
Because I am sad
Because I am ugly
Because my face is long.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Reflections of every mistake
Many a lip have touched theirs to yours
*****, *****, *****.
Mirror, mirror on the wall
How much I've longed to break you
So what you show me for once holds true
Fractured within and without.
Mirror, mirror once on the wall
You are there no more
I took you down yesterday
And replaced you with a painting
Something I made myself
A real reflection of me.