Afterglow

In a bid to make something of my life

I seemed to have lost myself along the way

They say what is living without strife

But why does it have to be everyday?

In the emptiness that continues to grow

And movements that begin to slow

What is the point anymore? 

Nothing to learn from this lore

Only hope for an afterglow 

Cycles

This day this year has

been grey without your presence

And I wish you peace.

Sunflower

The sun only exists in this flower

With it too, I shall wither 

Who can say for certain

If anything lasts beyond this lifetime.

Another Marked Date

A passing moment

is drawn in eternity

in my very life.