Pity Condolence...

In your silence death speaks its love

One that would perish not with time,

No rust seeks its fated misfortune

No light shall pave the way of the dark,

Liberation in your name be cast

while lost in deep contemplation,

I see in this encircling abyss

The sequestered emptiness...

In your state, what might you play

While in motion to your burial,

Your youth sacrificed upon sloth

has led your footsteps into doom...

If there be more, for you have passed
Then pray i shall, to peace your soul. 

Divine intervention...

A single wish,
A simple belief
A prayer for remorse,
A will to survive,
A plea for gratitude,
An affectionate glance,
All it takes is a moment of your time to realize how precious every second of your life can be...

Just in the passing...

Sometimes it feels good to challenge one's creative thinking and explore into the beyond, or like enya would say it, beyond the invisible... Think about it:

You are in a gathering of sorts, a sea of people whom you may or may not know.  You are on a yacht that is making its way into the starry night... The air is light, the night is bright, the wind is calm, like a soothing balm... The music sets you into the groove and all of a sudden, out of the very blue of blues, you go blank. You forget every single trickle of thought in your head, not even remember why you are present there. What would you do? Has it ever happened to you? I mean a scenario much simpler and yet quite similar to this... What would you do?

Back from the dead...

A slumber from which I awaken
In the dead of the silent night,
The chains of reason lay broken
As a result of my endless fight.
Deep inside the vast expanse
Of my trauma inflicted mind,
I seek to unveil, beyond my trance
My life from me, confined.

Save me from this tyranny!
Let the truth be foretold!
Unbind me from the monotony,
That has kept me through time so cold!

A simple wish, I cannot banish...
A hope for a thousand splendid suns...