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And in constellations of lost hope,

When inky skies swallowed me whole,

I found it, flickering, in the dark,

I found my star-crossed soul.

Fleeting Seconds

5:00 am sunrises

The flickers of dawn

6:00 am, waking up

Sparing a yawn.

 

7:00, groggy,

On a damp, grey seat

8:00 am classes

Enter, exit, repeat.

 

9:00 am breakfast,

Hurried, too soon.

10:00 am sun,

And its already noon.

 

1:00 pm lunch,

2:00 pm, a smile

3:00 pm, already

Quick to exile.

 

4:00 pm, again

On the same bus seat

5:00 pm sky

Hues of heat.

 

6:00 pm naps

7:00 pm shower

8:00 pm dinner

On the hour.

 

9:00 pm, away

In the pages of a book

10:00 pm confusion

Completely off the hook.

 

11:00 pm texts

A stolen star

12:00 am sleep

Galaxies afar

 

We keep on moving,

Time is a notion.

Maybe more than fleeting seconds

Time is emotion.

Lone Galley

I am the morning to my days,

I am the moonlight to my nights,

I am the smouldering flame,

To enlighten, to ignite.

 

I am the captain of my being,

I am personified hope,

I am the force, binding,

I am the rugged rope.

 

I am the smile on my lips,

I am the twinkling eye,

I am the reason that my lows,

Have even higher highs.

Reverie

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling,

I think I saw you in my dreams.

I think I saw you in the place

Where nothing is what it seems.

 

I saw you in my head

I saw you saying my name

I saw you with a pair of dice

In my favourite game.

 

 

(Artwork Credit- Norman Duena)