the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
close the door
to the present
fend off the past
I fear the foreshadowing
remembering those
who fell behind
they died in my mind
their they shall remain
till the time comes
to be reunited again
the wind sings during the day
as the clouds swirl around
light passes through
ever changing is the sky
my thoughts are moments
carried by the wind
dark grey is the afternoon
a band of gold the skyline
cherish old memories
and make good anew
a parting thought
the clouds sunshine
rainbow in the sky
ever changing light
from one point to another
parting the clouds
following our dreams
destiny intertwined
passing moments
though they seem familiar
they are in fact unique
making memories
searching for something
that remains hidden
the meaning of life
fireball in the sky
blinds my eye
passes over
during the day
lights my way
things to do
memories made
of all the joy
this time repaid
memories
the reflections of time
distance themselves
to an unknown place
upon the upheaval
of memory
lost are the stars
to which we call home
trying to find ourselves
when dreams end
life begins
a new story
what shapes our soul
is it the experiences we have
that help us realise
our true purpose in life
or is it the realisation
that all this can change
the mind ingrained
like a piece of wood
the cracks in my pavement
lines of which
lay broken
crisscrossing patterns
are hidden within
dreams turn into memories
though the stars may fall
I’ll be there
to catch them all
secret minds
keep us safe
from one another’s charms
our trail of passion
continues throughout time
we dispel illusions
keepsakes bring back old memories
loneliness is not an issue
when I’m in your arms
when I enlarge my thoughts
and see past the mundane
into the starved world
my spirit transforms
as I embody the past
the present dissolves
leaving only the future
to inhabit