incoherent dreams of a life in throes

the throes of change pulsating across the wide divide

forever encumbered by a spell unheard

Wish the warmth could so much as hold

as life's prison slowlys turns so cold.

there are times in our lives

when the beginings of a new dawn

threaten to sprout the shoots of hope

then there are some times

when the change within

stagnates frozen on the boulders of life

I wonder when

I wonder if

the promised sun from the east

shall rise alone in the darkened skies

bringing the genesis of a better tomorrow

hidden deep within its boosom

the promise of the neverland

that one moment of belief within

the ethereal waters of a dream unseen

frozen forever in these gorges so deep

wish the winds would carry on its wings

these lifeless floats within my soul

Longing for that faraway horizon

these tales of eyes, staring brazen

skies orange and wily in shades

the forever chanting of a spell unseen

who would have thought..

A year would pass, without a rendezvous...

About the things we need and the things we chase
The life we know and the life we imagine

About sun filled dreams and the cold heartless nights
The long meaningless banters and a few heart breaking words

 About the long lost some things and so many meaningless possessions,

Love and the things we pass of as love

That an year would pass facing dejavu's

Who would have thought...

Through this dark cavern, got to keep seeking that ray of light

It is so easy to get lost in this life, so easy to forget my passions, so easy to be get isolated from my own self.

Got to start writing again.