highs & lows

Le ciel bleu

When you’re in a good mood, the whole world seems like a field of daisy blooms. You hum, you smile at random passersby and even rains can’t disappoint you. But the only thing that slowly fills you with dread is the nagging thought that this high will soon get replaced by a sense of void.

flamingo sunset

Photo: Credits Unknown

The sun was setting low on the beach,
Sinking into the depths of the golden sea.
Motionless, we sat on the sand silently
Unnoticed, the night descended rather quickly.
A flock of flamingos gathered near the shoreline
Stalking crabs, pecking at retreating waves
Flapping their wings, they did a peculiar dance
We sat enchanted, watching the flamingo sunset

– empty blanket –

Days drag on, stretching into eternity
But I cross sand dunes of time, staggering
Night falls, in half moonlit balconies
A few stars peep out from behind clouds
The whirring of fans bring me back here
But that eerie silence stretches on still
Darkness cloaks me in a hushed ambush

Deprived of sleep, restless, I toss about
Another night folds into my empty blanket
Desperately I try to ignore the haunting
Screams, mere flashbacks of memories past