Flying Kites

At times, I feel like I might be going a little mad.

Sanity hangs by a thread, entwined in my fingers, and I watch it wave and dance in the wind, enticing me to let go.

Ember

Perhaps you'll forever remain 
A glowing ember
In my heart;
A bit of warmth,
A touch of hope,
A fleeting flame for pensive nights.

Pathways of The Mind

Why is it

That every place

And every space

Twists and turns,

Interlinks

And leads me back to you?

Someone I Knew Died The Day Before

Someone I knew died the day before.

Someone I knew
Briefly, for a day,
Died,
Quietly, of age, at peace,
The day before.

The Wait

Did the rhythm of my heartbeat

Not guide your feet;

Did the warmth of my embrace

Not leave a trace?