Flickering Voices

AND ONE DAY... After that dark night It will be morn… All will be the same Jus' that… I'll be gone!!! No farewell messages No hugs n’ no cuddles No decisive after-thoughts, to swear by… Like an engulfing wind Shaking you.. Swept….yet untouched Stripping away all… for memories they will be. One day I'll jus walk away, With my stole dragging behind… Not for you to catch or hold But to wipe away…. Imprints on your mind.

SPIRIT There may be rainbows in the sky I cannot see them, I donno why? There may be butterflies too, fluttering by, Sucking necter as they pass by. There may be cascades flowing.. Gushing-gurgling as they flow… But what they say, I do not know What else life had got for me in store.. I shall never know for I am, no more!