Departure

-Departure

In time when we have realised our priorities,
we may have failed it all.
Enslaved by these weeks of solitary,
my heart spoke the words of immense flaw.

If I could have another day with you,
we would walk the beds of blue roses,
stroll the beaches of blue,
and parade through the sweetest of moments.

While we may speak of all those joy and laughters,
deep down inside there's so much longings.
And with each longing in time that passes thereafter,
hides a tear beneath those kissings.

Stranded between these hands of subtlety,
it's you I choose.
If time could freeze such memories.
im sure i'd take more with you.

Hold me now, you may never know if its the last.
My smell, my voice, my warmth.
Let those be of a futuristic past,
cos if you leave them here now, they will be all gone.

Trials

-Trials

Frustrations we vent, but to whom?
Cycles of trials we may stream above.
But with who ? but to who..
but with blue it may be, my love.

If I would speak of those words now,
it may be almost futile.
if we can let it fade away somehow,
What that took years may take just a while.

How funny it seems that our roads divide,
and then they converge.
Our thoughts they coincide,
and then they divert.

While the walls of division may be set upon us,
Tough as it may be we must not falter.
This, as it is, we shall pass,
a facet of unseen lustre.

If moments like these cease to exist,
then there's no test of faith.
beamed beyond this array of blues,
how much of these memories can we save?

Star gazers, as we are, we wait a thousand years,
only to chance upon a shooting star.
and through time and distances - the least of our fears
we'll stand unwavered in our paths.
This time, no walls, no separation
will do us part.

Incomplete

-Incomplete

Twigs and leaves, we bury what's beneath.
Of old stones we pick our mines.
Have we forgotten our very own beliefs?
Impaired and such between these lines.

We've been led through this deserted path -
a road that transcends logic and emotion.
This is a place where joy was never enough.
This.. is a beginning of our personal satisfaction.

How often do we laugh as we cry.
How many times do we lie in our lies.
Today our journey lit,
its end lavished with laughters.

But tomorrow there's no promises.
Almost without reason.
As we lay here above all consequences,
our life splashed before us.

Where it all begins, this is where it ends.
Of a choice we seek yet come no answers.
A relationship of more than just friends..
If we could forsake it now there's still chance.

We may have draped our hearts with love.
We may have covered our lives with love.
But have we prepared enough for this?
Have we been of mere impulsion?

After

-After

Such words they show no mercy,
more than the eyes, more than it already is.
We may choose to cross our paths,
or we can stray away from all this.

Faster than sound, faster than light.
Suffocated by arms of what we do not feel.
Take my hand, run with me to greater heights.
Can you feel what's real?

I may be piecing together these broken shards,
but with you in my hand, im not afraid.
Words - so limited - cannot define greatness,
but i'll stand by you if I may..

Silence as we speak of others.
Silence as we have our first dance.
From this moment on..
From this very one.
Silence has its answers.

So hard it is to bring forth these words.
So hard it is then to take it all back now.
And the thing is, it is truely the first.
No cries. No pretense. No fouls.

Having it more perfect than it already is,
I couldnt ask for more.
Having been often in search of bliss,
I may already have it all..