transfixed in time...

time,
it struck once...

i held open my eyes
trotting out of bed
i ran to the window
and gazed into the sky
the midnight sky dark
spotless gleam
shining on
in the dark
mirth
glee
me.

time,
it struck again...

my eyes seemed to flutter
i look up once again
the smokey darkness
vapourised in a haze
and my eyes struck gold
bright sun drops warm
glittering bright
shining again
in the light
mirth
glee
me.

time,
it struck again...

a gentle touch awakened me
i felt myself stumble over
his arms held me safe
his gaze ever so loving
yet it held a startled note
i smiled, images of myself
spending hours
waiting for
mirth
glee
him
me.

time,
it struck yet again...

me
him
glee
mirth
together
gazing away
into oblivion
the changing hues
the ever shining dark
and the warmest sun drops.

time,
it strikes a million odd times
transfixed,
we live an eternal dream of love...

a million little pieces...

'tis aint the way i wished it to be
tis aint the way i hoped it would be
tis aint anything i ever fathomed to be.'

criss-crosses in my little book
notes pouring out of my soul
shameful lines and piteous acts
cowardly words and bitter truth
white sheet drenches in staining red
i shy away from the genuine reality
i shy away...

rapid gushes of splintering pain
my hands solemnly refuse to budge
to note outspoken proof of my sins
my fingers violate my senses
my hands cross over my write
truly illegible it becomes
senses overpowered...

still my mind fears of being discovered
of being fumbled out into the lights
impulses rush through in a race
reflexes propel my hands again
white sheets being shred away
torn million little pieces flying away
content i lie back, a smile...

'tis aint the way i wished it to be
tis aint the way i hoped it would be
tis aint anything i ever fathomed to be.'

thoughts falter midway,
a million little pieces
soaring away across the horizons
and i gaze along the path,
an infinite bubble of shameful woes...

sands of time

Thinking ahead into eternity
I lost the fragrance of yesterdays
Thinking beyond the horizons
I lost the sand beneath my feet
Thinking into the depths of infinity
I lost myself in the shallow haze
Yet I find a gleam of hope,
To soar into the skies, a rising,a rebirth-
-Towards the shining sliver of eternal desire?
-Or is it fathoms deep down into myself?

Wishing for the sands of time
To pour down,drops of golden hue
Into me,deep down...into me!