Friday, September 9, 2011

Reason.

Silently,
Carelessly,
Freely,
Whispers give you a rush,
Hush.
Words intertwine and crawl up,
Hush.
Just like that, it stops.

Strikes of fierce bolts surround you,
Clouded your mind is now,
Not sure what's next,
Hush.

Freely,
Carelesly,
Silently fall back into the same haunting
-Abyss.

Monday, March 14, 2011

an ode to spring

transformations after seasons,
joyous is everyday from here on;