Profusion

December 13, 2oo8.
December 13, 2006.

Numb and stoned like never before
Is this the burial, or is this more
A lie set the bird on flight
A lie again that buried the fight

Nostalgic I'm not, and it makes me wonder
All that was said and all that was done
Precious, it was, or so I thought
Precious no more, its just a blur

Back to reality, the truth is out
A leaden stone off my chest
Its him, he knows it now
Its just him but not the rest

Back in time, I wish I could go
Accept the follies of yonder
Its not me I'm talking about
In search of answers I wander

The Book of Life

Footsteps and footmarks
On the path of time
The fork on the road
Journeys separated

Eons later the paths they cross
Joyous reunion
Seemingly happy, seemingly sad
Soul baring, soul stirring

Story of life
Unravels here
End of chapter 1
Flip a page

Bookmarks galore
A break is needed
Renewed vigour
Chapters aplenty

No dearth of challenges
The tough ones are rare
Rising above them
The phoenix