Moonlight

I thought of so many things, of things gone by, of things that could have been, of things that should have been, but in the end i realized it as all so futile, the brute hammer of time will always have its way, whatever we may try to do to deflect its blow. we may succeed in softening the impact but we always bend, bow and break.

The Dangling Conversation

Shrouded in darkness
cuddling them like a blanket,
words slip amid voids of silences
into the depth of their souls;
making them dance with a tremble
as the tender flame of a candle.

(humble apologies to Simon and Garfunkel for the title)

Ignominy

~ revel in revelation
~By a Unknown Artist

Unknown, I am
Knowing so much yet to be told
About here where then when; among others
of trivial tragedies and surreal farces.
A deeper understanding, unwittingly old
A secret, unassailable in hiding

Unknown, I am
Knowing so much yet much unknown
Of rows, alleys, and streets, and mazes
natural and unnatural, that ceaselessly amaze.
A deeper understanding, hollow and vain as shown
A secret, incomplete in hiding

Unknown, i am
Knowing so much yet no more
Composed of empty boxes and songless words;
effective in a fight, like a sheath without its sword.
A deeper understanding, shallow at the core
A secret, inconsequential in hiding