As the hands of time start moving,
The legs of life start walking...

Rummaging through forgotten boxes,
Up in the dreary attic...

What turns a man on?
I'd say...

Life is to short to be taken for granted
Yet, it's too long for the unloved and unwanted...

Right now i am caught betwixt,
In a plight i find hard to deem...

Red is a color of strength,
It represents the blood that a warrior sheds...

A simple word,
an act of kindness...

My heart is brimming with emotions
My mind is making no sense...

Once again i meet twilight
unable to close my eyes...

I wake up one night, shivering and feeling cold.
I feel around for my blanket and hug my pillow...

The sky has gone pale
Looking like a sad tale...

In the comfort of my hammock,
I bathe in the moonlight...