Nothing
It was trivial, I though it didn’t even merit such a fight, She thought not, and refused to acknowledge my plight, I tried telling her, that she knew not all the facts, Unconsciously, she told me, that I knew nothing.
Dreamcatcher
He begins another day, fishing in the waters of his mind, He knows not, if that lost object he will ever again find, It will never repeat, even if only to again remind, Only its memory, a vague sketch, it
Black Light
The next batch of them stepped out of the cave, The first steps they were taking out of the enclave, Everything went blank, outside, it was just blinding, So unprepared for things that were now emerging. Things they never heard
Dilemma
Every dream needs a sacrifice to begin, And every sacrifice needs an objective to win, But is not every dream a sacrifice in itself, Does it not relinquish its life to fulfill itself. And every sacrifice is but a dream,
Strangers
They couldn’t resolve it during the day, their plight, And so it was that they parted ways one night, Try as they did, they couldn’t let each other out of sight, But forced they were, to get as far away