Good Night...

As the winds of night passed, in silence I stood lost in endless thoughts. where do I go from here now that solitude has crept back into me. How I was once a man ignorant of true despair...now I shudder in fear as the shadow closes in. Where I once stood at the pinnacle of joy, now have I done wrong to end up here in this icy cold place? if i'm so despicable, if my life be so abhorrent...then why bring me into this world...I called out, yet only the sounds of a heartbeat to be heard. The answer was clear....yet why does my mind chooses to ignore, memories crept back in silence...my greatest joy was because of her or was it that my heart only wishes to be in love and reunite with my true one. I have it all yet only one part of mine is missing...my other half. This heart has forever longed to love and be loved, to be cherished and to be caressed, Yet it was forever betrayed and destroyed...building back the pieces takes time but what do I do now that she has taken my whole and gone. Is it stubbornness or pride that keeps me from running back Or is it fear of my heart being ripped apart again that I lay contempt in solitude. With to many choices now of which way do I lead life to yet why is it that you keep flashing into my mind as I make my first step. You had the smile enough to pierce my guard and hold me close, was it my fault that it was tarnished into a make believe world. You once told me that you couldn't live without me, then is this the same pain you feel to, because it is worst then death itself. You once told me I would never be alone, then why is it that I am standing here with many around me but my gaze to only a reflection. You sliced the light right of my sun...like sailing through the storms with the waves rushing we battled against the tides yet why do I feel that I was the one who jumped out to abandon you. Was I wrong to believe you were my hope and salvation. What is it that I seek? why is there always that picture of happiness playing endlessly in the distant future? Like a King I would live yet who be my queen? have i forgotten the joy I once had to love someone deeply, or is fear that has stolen me to himself. Have i lost the beauty of life, or has the world we lived lost its beauty...i do not know, But I am sure fate has his way, and a new life shines in the distant pass, There my answers might lie before me. The coming month would strike a year with you, yet reality has only kept me going and So will you. Even if its the icy night graced over the moon, or the stormy days with the sun behind thick fogs, I will forever hold you right where I promised, But to this icy cold night....I bid thee a goodnight.   

...YoGa...

The Hand

He sat upon the stones as he watched the stormy waves upon the shores, as the cold wind brushed his cheeks...with a bright moon brimming through the night, and the shining stars to watch over him, He cried his thoughts away....he sat there weeping for he has felt a lost so terrible it was painful to keep. A pain of letting a person go when he was to hold on to those hands and never let go. As his bitter memories returned, he cried from the heart. was there hope to go on? was there another way? he broke down in solitude. In his own mistakes he fell into past, and in others mistakes he was to blame...the seas called, the seas wanted him...with all hopes broken he walked toward it, yet there he stood shocked, as his hand was held by another, what he saw made him realize that hope was always there...mistakes are made...mistakes are done, like the stormy waves they will subside, and as the cold night and gloomy moon the sun will show up. That hand was strong and it held him tight....it gave him comfort and gave him warmth. with a smile and an ease of heart...he walked back toward his destiny leaving his past behind with the tears he just shed. 


...YoGa...