Thursday, 1 May 2014

Is it a circle or a cycle?

I wonder as I wander these forgotten streets of memory, is my journey fruitless or is there a reward
When I look back at the times, when they were filled with emotions and expressions, it all seemed quite the fairy tale
Lyrics encapsulated in memories, photos drenched with the details, her voice echoing in my head
Everything just seems to fall apart in the blink of an eye, but yet reality does not seem to care
Reality is cold around this hour, but it strikes the conscience, to make me face the present
Over a glass of wine, you gave me a final chance, for the sake of a novel you reconsidered your answer
It would have been better if we just played Russian roulette, for the chance is equal and justified, not an emotional one
If's and but's are nothing but fantasies and imagination, reality is what had happened
In these lines I tell myself a lot, but yet I write about her again and again, is it a circle or is a cycle?

1 comment:

  1. This so poetic! i like it a lot, hey you know what?! You are truly gifted. a Writer is indeed a part of you. This person that you alk about so constantly must be so lucky ^_^ I just hope she realize it before it's too late. Thank you for sharing this, you keep inspiring me all the time.
    -TheComet ^_^