strange reunion

strange reunion it was
disguised by favours of sorts
our masks prepared, armour donned
for a pretty conversation
an hour or so

just like old times
one would have thought
until an awkward statement, the mood plunged low

your eyes went dull

a needle pierced through my heart
did something pierce through yours too?

well, fret not for a pierce, cos we've bled before
our feelings concealed within, a smile we put forth
and so, cordial and light we bid our goodbyes

for uncertainty lies
in our separate paths
away and away we walked
further from where we started off

Picture courtesy of ~AgnosticFront

if home is where the heart is

if home is where the heart is
a nomad life, i will live
and make a home wherever my heart leads
I will go, where the wind blows
into the unknown, uncover and explore

was i meant to go away so you can ask me to stay

was i meant to go away so you can ask me to stay
would it be okay if i never come back again
is time to leave, for bluer skies and fresher air
is it true that i am just running away

for a better change and maybe, a new love affair
for our salad days should not come to waste
to a place strange, quaint, far away
to a land i could discover without a care

was i meant to go away so you can ask me to stay
i could try to stay once but my heart is barely there
i would then go away and never come back again