Friday, August 17, 2018

The end to nowhere


There is no solace in what if
clothed in regret, while life is
There aren’t second chances
Only shattered pieces remain.

There is no turning back
Into the forays of time
There shall not be any closure
While the wounds of mind lay bare

There is no door to happiness
While consumed in despair
There happens to be no miracle
In this reality of doom

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Frozen in time


Frozen in time, that’s how I’d like
My loved ones and my tyke
The rational knows the finality
But the heart craves immortality

The ticking clock stops for none
The countdown has probably begun
I can see how it transpires
In death, there is no despair.

A forgone conclusion. Sans legacy
one is forgotten in cecity.
Destiny that is deemed mine
In anonymity, is enshrined.