Thursday, May 24, 2018

Time to let go

A melancholy moment
with the rising of dawn
A sense of clarity
come and gone
For I've said goodbye
again and again
In tears that won't flow,
for you, my friend,
Yet, the soul cries
liar, and I cannot
deny, the feelings
of longing deep
inside...
But, my heart,
my heart,
speaks a truth,
the soul does
not know
It is time the
heart whispers,
to just let
go...

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Musings of the heart and home


Home is where the heart is...
Or so I've been told
Though I've often wondered,
Is the heart at home?
For once the heart has broken,
can it truly still reside,
with the memory 
of love's token,
living deep inside?