Monday, May 22, 2017

Fragments

As fragments of memory return to me,
Forgotten emotions flow into me.
Some I wish to forget,
Some I wish to remember.
Your smiling face and those I loved.
I wish to see.
Yet they have yet to return to me.
Those memories, those scattered fragments.
The pieces of myself, of who I was,
Of who I am.
I feel lost as I recall my feelings for you,
And my anger for what I cannot change.
It hurts, as I remember those times.
Those days I wish I could forget,
The ones I want to relive.
Yet, your smile.
Your gentle voice.
Chases away all my pain.
As fragments of memory return to me,
Forgotten emotions flow into me.
The sadness, anger, hate, and regret.
The joy, happiness, gratitude, and love.
Those pieces of myself,
The parts of me I forgot.
And your smiling face.
Though it hurts, I want to remember it.
Every moment, every precious second.
Of those I’ve lost and met.
And most of all,
Your smiling face.
As fragments of memory return to me,
Those memories, those scattered fragments.
Of you and me.
The pieces of ourselves.
The love I felt for you,
Once again burns within me.
Like a star through the darkness.
It guides me to you,
The one who I was searching for.
Within those fragments of memory.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

You Were Here

You were here once.
Right here beside me.
Always smiling,
And like the stars, you shone.
A gentle and warm light.
As everything became black, as it all fell apart.
Your wings of crystal shattered,
And turned into dust.
Was it all a dream?
Were you really here?
Among the ruins, I forever wander.
Forever alone, lost in thought,
In the dream-like memories of your smile.
When the world was thrown into chaos,
I lost you in the chaos surrounding us.
And as it all turned black,
Everything became hazy and distant.
Though for a moment, was it you I saw?
With your crystal wings, that glow with a gentle light.
Watching over me, as I became lost within my mind.
You were here once.
Right here beside me.
If you are real, will I find you?
Or will I only find a dream?
As I watch the dream-like memories play.
You are always smiling,
And like the stars, you shone.
With a gentle and warm light.
As everything became black, as it all fell apart.
Your wings of crystal shattered,
And turned into dust.
At that moment, you truly were a star.
Though I am lost, with only your face within my mind.
I wander forever among the ruins of the world.
Searching for you, hoping, longing,
For you to be here beside me.
You were here once.
Right here beside me.
As I was for you.
And as I hold this fragment of your shattered wings.
I feel as if, I am one step closer to you.

Monday, May 1, 2017

A Dream, to Dust

Was it in a dream?
That we met.
Was it real?
That moment.
I see your face so clearly.
As I recall the past.
So real it felt.
That warmth, the joy.
And the sadness of you leaving.
Will you come back?
Or never again.
Shall we meet.
Was it in a dream?
Our meeting.
Was it real?
Were you real?
Was I real?
That dream like memory.
As started to fade.
Though your face still remains.
Within my hazy mind.
Was it a dream?
When everything turned to dust.
When you left.
My tears, fell like rain.
And stilled the shifting dust.
Was it in a dream?
That we met.
Was it real?
That moment.
Or was it just a dream after all.
Everything is fading.
Slowly disappearing.
As my sight, my mind.
Becomes hazy.
Eternal sleep comes to take me.
As the gentle evening colors,
Turn into the dark of night.
Was it in a dream?
That we met.
Was it real?
That moment.
I still see your face so clearly.
As I lay to rest my weakened frame,
And close my tired eyes.
Will we meet again?
Within a dream.
Were you real?
Was I real?
Does it matter now?
For now I turn to dust,
And become like stardust.
As we once again meet,
In a dream;