A day

I drove myself, to a shopping mall, pondering of what to eat. Too many choice, but I'm not rich, thus the bakery, oven perfections, here I come! Signature Bun in hand, I sat myself, near to the glass pane. I, am for, one loner, who enjoys observing. Being alone, ain't that bad, needless to think, of issues to converse. Sipping my tea, I looked around. How happy a child is, to get an ice cream; How a couple ignore everyone's gaze, entrance only by each other's presence; How a group of boys, looked away immediately, when I caught them staring; How this man walks, as if in a rush for time; How many times, did I see the guard yawn, looking at his watch every now and then, awaiting the comfort after a long day of standing. I finally finish my tea, ready to go, for I too, am already thinking of my bed. A slow drive home, destination reached. Oh my bed, sweet lovely bed. I plopped myself on my cloud like Odyssey, closed my eyes. Tick, tock, tick, tock. Alas, I reopened my eyes, for I could not sleep. This the result, of taking one full cup of caffeine, after the sun had slept, Insomnia loves me so. Yet again, you shall see a walking zombie in school the next day :)

A lost

Asking for too much, countless ruining, it makes us sad,
pointless hoping, leading to nothing.
All the smiles, returned with frowns.
How must that have felt, if you were the one given the grimace.
Questioning, what triggered the offence, that flared unhidden in the eyes?
Looking deep into your soul, with that fiery blaze,
boring a hole, stealing the breathe,
leaving you, a mere lifeless container.
While the one with the disinterested expression,
gains nothing, but creating another sad being,
and further deepens the pain of both.
Countless tears, soaked the emotions, taking control.
Your in a lost, confuse, hurt.
Where has the trust gone,the love? wondering from dusk till dawn,
unable to get an answer.
Confrontation, a decision made to solve,
when the other speaks up, the answer sastifying,
but devastating to the existence.
another relationship, gone, lost in the horizons
unable to move forward or back,
stuck... for what seems like forever.
Perhaps, with time,
wounds that bled crimson, will be healed.
The inevitable scars, clearly showned,
unable to be ridden off.
That's the lesson, life has to offer,
a path, most go through,
learning a bitter lesson, which gives new confidence
and something... you could never forget.
Your first great lost.