Being someone

In that little town Of all lonely kins Who said the road behind the woods Had led the men to horrid dreams. Reaching down the rocks She knew she was ending A step more after every She could find her horizon. And every aisle she formed With her little eyes wide open She was willing to walk through And reach the end that started. And everytime she tripped Down the small steep She knew she wasn’t ever Turning back to home again. Enormous, eternal the road Stretched beyond her reach And every step she left uncounted Traced the path she paved. How badly had they crossed Their limits for all humanity Shot her happy lovely kins To breathe into her chastity. Got herself to the empty road Which few of them did take Her human heart, her human mind Stopped to think again. Oh! Out of sight, into the mist On the dark road, did she fade All remained to rise alone Were the footsteps she had left. In that l...

It was a new year. The start of a new time. I had resolutions yet undecided. Our car zoomed past the bridge when the phone ringed. Happily, we picked and… “He’s no more? They couldn’t save him?” Dad said. Our hearts soaked in for a moment, but death was inevitable we thought, for an older person. But what the next minute brought us, was something I would never forget. That new year took me into a new world, where I was caged but never dared to leave. He left us with nothing behind but memories that keeps haunting our hearts everytime we come across the pictures we framed ourselves with him. "I’d never forget the moment they told me your heart had stopped. Even though mine broke in that second, it strangely kept beating." Had I known that it was the last time I was talking to him, that I would have hugged him a bit longer. That I would have revealed that I’d always joked about his looks and that he was the loveliest brother anyone would get. That I would have held hi...