Remembering

In the middle of dawn I remain awake
Rummaging through keepsakes and memories
Reminded of moments that passed through time
Those not forgotten and erased
Just hidden in a treasure box to be kept safe

Oceans and different directions
Creating gaps between confidants
However only physical and geographical
Invisible strings of the soul remain
Continuing the tangle and bond maintained

The times may gradually change us
Each thought may wander where ever
But once in a while a soft nudge
Heartstrings pulled back to reminisce, to recollect
And realizing friendships pure and true we hold still

~melancholik

Woes Concealed

Engulfed in shadows of weakness

Realizing I alone am my own enemy

Tears flow

I tried to swim but drowned

Engaged in saving them

Unaware of my own need for redemption

Swallowed by fear and resentment

Adrift in miseries made

Torments of past nightmares

Haunting my waking hours

Ghosts of forgotten faults

Arose to remind my present state

Time moves but sorrows remain

Enclosed in an envelope of secrets

They wail for release

In my sleep I hear them, I weep

~melancholik!

Adrift

The scorching heat cruel from skin to bones

But the crystal blue water calls

Digging toes through the powdery sand

Approaching the crash of the waves

Freedom felt as I glide through

Holding breath with wide open eyes

In the salty fluid of the ocean

I felt more free and welcome

Blissful moments worthy to keep

Floating, memorizing every cloud

Swimming and savouring the feeling

In this precious drift is where I long to be

~melancholik

Lynette

Left a mark upon each heart you touched

The time may have been short

But all moments worthwhile

You will not be forgotten

For a part of the stars you will become

Watching over those you care for and love

Your strength and passion

Your heart of gold

Remains evermore an inspiration

You may no longer be perceived by the eyes

Nor by flesh be sensed

But your memory lingers incessantly

Farewell, my dear

To the clouds and heavens above

Your ship shall sail safe and sound

Choice Makes the Man

Solemn and quiet sessions
Experimental and vile
Associating him to be good
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

Violence runs through his veins
Must be controlled
For it is a menace
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

A mind filled of malice
Naturally maleficent
Inclined to be offensive
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

Time has progressed
And so has his age
An enlightenment struck
He chose to be good
And he was not induced.

*inspired by A Clockwork Orange*

Road to Nothing

Astounding memories

Sewn together to form your story

Make it known that you exist

Nameless and faceless

You struggle to find friends

But they look away and ignore

Running to your escape

But that door closed

Just when you reached the knob

A wreck and a reject

Nobody wants you around

You don’t even like yourself

Look back at the memory

It used to be your world

But you let it go for something new

Now regret has overtaken

The expectations were wrong

You are nothing anymore.

~melancholik

The Daydreamer

Fluid movements of my consciousness

Dizzy and lightheaded

I float into the void

My own space where I can drift

Sliding slow and smoothly

Whispers of random secrets

Travel through my senses

They’ll be kept safe with me

Running to that unreachable stop

A cycle of never-ending ambition

Yet I stumble upon another love

Discontinued; another start

Blinking in this blur

Haze and mist be gone

I cannot clearly envision the path

Walk on even in confusion

Halt

Now I’m in a standstill

I came to a realization

In between sleep and wakefulness

Eyes wide open

Daylight glared through

Reality grasped me tighter

Telling me it’s the day… it is the day.

~melancholik (Melanie Oncog)