Thursday, February 26, 2009



the music beckons you to dance
to let go

this time a different melody wafted from the piano, like the nostalgic aroma of homemade apple pie. yet there was something new, a familiar unplayed tune. the faint notes grew more crisp and powerful, emanating an awakening richness.

a song of realisation...

Monday, February 16, 2009

memory and forgetfulness


and the tired string snaps
only half a kite
wandering aimlessly in the sky

it's funny how memory seems to play tricks all the time; concealing what you want to find, and digging out what you want faded.

if only magic existed. and there were a spell for forgetfulness. then i could wave my wand and make it all vanish. but is ignorance bliss?