First
They will try
To destroy the culture

Then, they will spray
The venom

Then, they will try
To **** your soul

Then, they will ask
Who you are?

That instant
You may remember
Who you were?

No one
I am
Nothing will left
Last of a dying breed
Living in the past
You may have to say

And
In one instance
Voices inside pleaded
To live in
Other dimension

1st D
Where you exist
2nd D
Full of magic

Just imagine
Why the world
Is different
From this corner
After all

She was the sun that shone so bright
He was the moon on it's darkest night

She was the light that sustained the day
He lived in the darkness
for which no one would pray

When the sun disappeared
he had everything for which he yearned

When the sun disappeared
he had everything he thought he deserved

When the sun disappeared
there was only the moon

When the sun disappeared
he was the fool

For in the end there was only darkness
because what is a moon without it's sun.

a shifting point of view
gives rise to something new:
an old hat cast

and even though I’m gone,
the world will move on
and so will you

He was warm
and shone bright like a son.
She was cold like a moon
and he knew he had to die that night
to make way for her.

Without regret.

Kaydee.

He tiptoes through the dark forest
in the smell of damp earth
combined with old fallen leaves
in this bitter summer eve.
Dull cloudless sky hovers over him
along with the bare limbs
of tall trees while he hears
cooing of birds returning to their nests.
He makes his way slowly,
but his heartbeat is on the run,
rises, falls as if imitating the sun.
A battle of words is taking place inside him,
but he does not dare to whisper.
Stars slip out of existence
and moon is about to set.
Comfort disappears, regrets pose a threat.
Last thread of light casts shadows
on the ground where he treads barefooted.
Waves of nervousness wash over him
whereas folks lumber in peace-
a complete detachment from the scene!
Reaching the far end, he bents
holding his knees, sweating all over
as if his one last hope ends.
to be free of all his burdens.
His eyes catch a glimpse of drowning dawn
making him wonder if the universe
abandoned it too between
transition of day and night
just as he is left out unseen
somewhere between dreams and memories.