One year of existing
Only in memories
Crystallised in time
Enshrouded by the absence of warmth

The world fades
But the soul is free
Death is only word
What’s the difference anyway?

Which is better
Living in vain
Or dying?
I can’t tell

Worry not
I know it’s not the case
The quarrel was majestic
Brought to a blissful denouement

Like winter
It passes
These pieces of memory
Brings the broken back to the seasons in the sun

Like always


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s