Sunday, May 22, 2011

Old Faces In New Places

Nothing sounds, they say, as sweet
As cherished friends, do when they greet
each other after long retreat
When their paths will cross, and meet
at where they'd always longed to be
And reminisce of life's felicity
Once they move on to eternity

Any Last Words?

I wish that I had known the words, to say when I had felt
The final end, the hammers fall, right when the blow was dealt
I've thought of it, more times than I, would care to recollect
And now when I recall it still, I cant seem to forget

Why was it, I couldn't say, what I'd always wanted to
Why was it that I, could not, have made my dreams come true
I've thought it over time again, yet I have always still
Been grateful for what's left unsaid, because now you make me ill :)

Monday, May 2, 2011