We are both beneath the same sky
We are stood upon the same island
We are looking upon a different view
We are apart in distance it is true
...
From the isle she came
Light footed across still waters
Through a mist of mystery
Unto these mortal shores
...
Death and taxes
~
They say we are all to know
death and taxes
...
I had a girl
I pushed her away
I betrayed her trust
I lost my forever day
...
As the sun goes down
And the shadows creep in
I am left with a nothingness
No feeling or thought
...
And there I were
Amid the darkest night
As a storm raged
I was beaten by winds
...
A literary story
~
scrap pieces of paper
scribbled words
...
Some flowers don't bloom in this garden
~
All is not as it seems in this garden
whatever the weather of summer
...
Exit strategy
~
Lets empty the bank account
and walk to the station
...
Fading ink
~
the words which flowed
from pen to page
...