The Symphony

beheaded corpses and spineless skeletons

we are but marching to the final act

Taken In Time

we could have been lovers gazing the star struck skies
we could have been wedded in the lush green and echoing crevices
we could have been wrinkled in the dampened walls and cramped up blanks
we could have been a forever tale


but as time spends some more of what remains of it in circumstances
would we ever really know

Barely Surviving

we aren't alive
we are barely surviving between deaths until it all adds up to the end of times

The Essence of Death

have you ever felt death
death that would kill you and yet you would still be breathing
every minute of your existence wishing you could choke on the awkward lengthy silences


have you ever slept to your love
night after night
have you ever woken to your love
day after day

all of it out of a mere habit of coexistence and not love
wishing every night you could kiss goodnight like you meant
wishing every morning you could kiss goodmorning like you cared

that's the essence of death

Years From This Day

years from this day
there shall be a day
existences will cross paths at the crossroads of destiny

we would still be us
just not the way it once used to be
we would still be in love
just not with each other this time around
we would still be dreamers
just not in worlds that overlapped


but how different would it be
would it be a love lost winter
would it be the scalding fury of a summer hatred
would it rather be none


time will tell
years from this day
time will give history a second chance