Time...

Dim flame flickers around a cozy room.
Casting shadows reminiscent of memories past.
Reminding me of how you chased away the gloom.
But never once did I make those fleeting moments last.

Watching those little shapes bring with them remorse.
Tears drip as I struggle to correct them...in vain.
Yet I try because I know how much pain I've caused.
I wish to take it all back and make you happy again.

You had to suffer because I was blinded by pettiness,
And for so long too.
You took it in your stride, even at the cost of your happiness.
You were there for me, in my despair and for that, I thank you.

I suppress the urge to turn back the hands of time.
To bring back our lost time together,
And to live my life again, just so you'd be mine.
Because in my dreams, it's only you and me, wherever.

What else can I do,
But write this down with hands shaken by rue.
Knowing that someone as special as you,
Deserves more than this; deserves someone true.

Know that it is you whom I love,
But didn't dare say it before.
Because you're special.
You're kind, patient and so much more.

Now the candle's dying and time's fading.
As the clock's hands trace my final hour,
I regret to leave you my dear.
But alas, God does not approve of our amour.

It is true, I owe you a debt of kind.
Dear friend of mine,
In death shall our love bind.
And I'll be your eternal valentine.

Seasons...

Flowers abound in March.
People around us would stare.
When we whispered sweet nothings and such.
But we pretended they weren't there.

Little birds sang their songs in June.
While we sat in that little park.
Listening to their sweet little tune.
While we kissed in the dark.

September browned its trees.
As we walked hand in hand,
Watching the leafs tickle about our knees.
And observed as our road bend.

Snow covered December,
Painted the ground white.
Black was the last dying ember.
Alas, covered by snow and out of sight.

Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall;
You gave me the reasons.
To stand tall, through it all.
And showed me the love to last through all seasons.

Death...

He died today.

I entered a room,
And no one would say.
What happened to whom,
And in what way.

Grief stricken people,
Greeted my sight.
Half eaten staple,
Left cold, by the side.

It seemed everyone was present.
From Emily to Dave,
To Lawrence and even Nickson.
The air was cold, as cold as grave.

Two brothers stood in a corner.
Whispered to each other in hushed tones.
About the last dinner,
And the end of poor Tom Jones.

An opened coffin laid ahead.
There she stood...and cried.
As the person she loved laid dead.
And a part of her died.

Rounding the coffin, I looked across.
She was still crying.
I felt her loss,
The loss of dying.

Cry not my lady,
For I shall always be,
With you for eternity,
Wishing that you'll stay happy.

I took one last sweeping glance at the room.
Sweeping over me,
Was a sudden surge of gloom,
For I shall be leaving thee.

Dust to dust and ashes to ashes.
Nobody knows what to say,
When life ends in minute flashes.
I died today...

Wishes...

Snow pats me on the back.
As I made my way,
Along the worn track,
I thought of words to say.

When I got there,
I looked for you,
But you were nowhere,
On that snowy avenue.

It was cold and I didn't feel too well.
Passing an old bistro, I looked in.
You seemed happy in there, I could tell.
Because I saw that you were laughing with him.

So I turned to walk away.
The snow turned into rain.
I'll be waiting for the day,
The end of this pain.

To him I shall say,
Take good care of her,
Cherish her in every way,
Never remind her of how we were.

For she loves you,
I know.
Whenever she's around you,
Her eyes start to glow.

I'll wish for her,
Happiness.
For his love to never veer,
And eternal bliss.

So, I bid you farewell,
Dear friend of mine.
In our memories I shall,
Remember you, my valentine.

Rain pats me on the back.
As I made my way,
Along the worn track,
I thought of her today.