Wandering Away

i wander...

there is a place somewhere,

a place where happiness belongs

with smiles galore and giggles unstiffled, 

it is a magical land

there is much beauty to behold, 

unlimited joys and laughter.

i wonder... 

this land that is yonder

will really hold the treasures unlimited for me.

wonderous mysterious lands to discover

where i meet faries and elves and talking trees.

candies and cream and bubbles

unbelievable joys it will unravel.

i wonder as i wander....

The Burnt Candle

A burnt candle.

How many have written about me

Tried to glorify me, my existence

Even glorify my end?

Sometimes I wonder

what an imagination to entice,

To embrace an end as gory as mine.

Would you, sir, the wondrous man of the world

Yes you sir, one who wrapped in such finery,

sits and watches with rapt attention my demise

Let me flutter, as do the wings of my beloved.

Let us dance together for one last time

before I singe her and darkness snuff me out.

Would you sir, make a pact with darkness

forever to spare some moments of my spent life?

Would it make sense to your undeniable intellect?

For, you would with ease light yet another one.

For me, this is the end.

End of a lifetime.

End of one chance.

End of a love story.

End as yet another burnt candle.