Friday, November 7, 2014

A Good Book


A good book never lets you put it down;
it demands attention like a new born child.
Slowly but surely, hours pass.

It takes you on journeys,
through different identities
doing things you never thought you would.

Between the letters and spaces
you begin to fall
in love with the characters.

As you flip to the last page
you feel torn;
a part of you is gone.

A really good book -
it lingers;
it keeps you wondering..


S.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Gray Area

There's a part of life that, no matter how I chase, will never truly understand.
Is that supposed to be sad?
Looking at how almost everyone is able to have it, even taking it for granted, but I will never obtain it.

I used to have it. Used to. I guess I took it for granted as well.
In a split second I lost it. It slipped right out of my fingers.

I didn't understand what it meant though, the moment that I lost it.
Then all at once, everything hit me.
It's never coming back, never again shall I experience it.

Do I envy others?
As much as I deny, there's no way to hide.
But one must face reality.
The saddest part is that, only a rare few will understand;
& I can only feel this sadness alone.


S.