Oblivion

To wish away memories

Never give birth to pain

Letting remembrances remain in oblivion

Restless reminiscences roam unable to rest

Unsettle thoughts dangle from tears

Shadows of the past cast a sorrowful aura

Always a reminder of regrets that linger

Tangling themselves with the present

Morphing

Where is the You I become

Where is the I to myself belong

A face in the mirror morphs into

A new dimension of you

Open my mouth to speak

It’s your voice that reverberates

Everywhere I turn it’s your image

That appears

Slowly the butterfly returns to

The caterpillar

All identity gone

Now the question still remains

Where is the You I become

Where is the I to myself belong

January Love

Jezebel a vexatious woman

Another dared not to be like her but failed

Narcissistic characteristics begin to

Unveil true desires

Arousing the suspicion of others

Rival for her affection

Yesterday a dual in the sun

Lost souls lie dying

Ominous laughter whispers in the air

Virtuous lady only a mirage in lonely minds

Eventually no one wins  

January Love