Nytharin

No One Would Care No one would even notice No one would even care If today's tomorrow Finds her no longer there The sun would keep on shining The moon - as always - glow No one would even wonder No one would even know No one would be concerned No fears would be fulfilled The moth would not be bothered The fire would ravage still And things so long forgotten Will stay as long forgot No one would soon remember If she were here or not Perhaps then it makes sense Though some might fail to see That she could choose, instead of being, To simply not to be

Shooting Star O shooting star, why do you go? Was it because I ignored you so? I never knew that you were there A lame excuse.. though true, I swear For, shooting star, you did not glow How then was I supposed to know? With glee the others, glitter and flicker And you not once would shine and glimmer The space you held was dim and dark I could strain my eyes but nary a spark Would be there for me to gaze on you Where black is black that stars subdue But, shooting star, you shined so bright I saw it when you crossed the night And so I know it lies in you To shine as bright as others do So why not shine just like the rest? Bac

Hello Again You said we'd say hello again That moment when we said goodbye Before the stars fall from the sky Someday we'd say hello again Not quite a promise made to bind It's trust that some tomorrows come When bonds once strong once more become The bonds at last once more entwined That is the thought that lies in mind 'Somehow sometime we'd meet someday Someday someplace we'd meet some way' If only fate could be so kind But days will fly just as the years There's chance you could forget of me As well forget the memory Of what you said to calm my fears What worth is there in what you said Such words to me were

Paper Plane in the Evening Sky A paper plane in the evening sky Softly flying as a fragile lie It scarcely stays aloft in flight Dragged by winds across the night Above the idle men walking by Who know the sky is just too high A paper plane in the evening sky Barely flying not knowing why And knowing not where it will fly Just a plane in the evening sky With tears long dried by the breeze It's weary and tired and wanting peace It hopes it falls, though with a sigh, It wishes still it might reach high Softly flying as a fragile lie A paper plane in the evening sky

Dreams Abandoned Upon the breaking of the morn - The twilight rising of the sun - The night has died and light is born And all our dreams have left and gone. With eyes still closed, I try to find My dreams that fled on moonlight's way And yet I find no sign in mind, There lies no sign that they did stay. I think they do not come at all That's why I find not even some, Its not because I can't recall It is because my dreams don't come And so I ask, because I see They will not come again it seems... Have all my dreams abandoned me? Or was it I that left my dreams?

We Were So Close Together We were so close in yesternights long gone... Remember when we'd sat through twilight's rise While sharing smiles and sighs 'till come of sun With laughter mingling to the starry skies? Remember when our moments seemed comprised, With naive thoughts that none of it would end? The bond we found was strong... It's no surprise. We were so close together then. But as we changed and times went by and on, Our eyes grew distant and our thoughts disguised. Our times together now are less begun By our desire to share our smiles and sighs. Since when did we not care in our goodbyes? Or feel so numb when we could

Crowds of people go marching by, Their indifference a knife, Some did care, some did try, But all did not see past mine eye All alone was I in life. Then from the corner of my sight, I turned and saw you clearly there. Then our gazing eyes met outright, We met and talked to each other. We both wore masks, I remember Then again, doesn't everyone? For when the one knows another The mask is not there but rather; True self is seen by special ones. But you alone of all have dared to ask, Of who I truly was behind the mask. With steady, caring arms you reached to me, And pulled away my unreality. And then I too, I reached for you.

Love in a Plastic Bag Jake lay unmoving on his bed, replaying the conversation again in his mind. He knew he understood what his friend was trying to say but he didn't really want to admit it. It just seemed so wrong. A thought rudely interrupted his musing. He forgot that he and Juli had a date tonight. He wondered if he should go and get dressed. Dinner for two? It was pretty romantic. But then again, it was supposed to be an hour ago. Besides, he had just gotten those things. He let his eyes wander on the table near to him, where a small plastic bag was. It was filled with capsules varying in color, trying its best to look attractive. B

Ludwig van Beethoven He wished so hard that this won't be but fate has kept her hateful word to keep from him that harmony The crash of waves, the chirping bird, the wind against the silver chimes; all these is seen yet can't be heard His life has reached its darkest climes yet even now his will is strong. He finds his solace still at times when he'd remain alone so long with dots and tails of ink, all day, to let them dance in mind their song And there he'd be, and there he'd stay to hear at last the music play

Weary Laughter no longer passes through my lips, nor do tears still stream down my cheek. Nor is warmth is felt in a caring touch, Nor is pain made by loss or by regret. All feelings are left and I go on and seek them, trying to bring them all back, both the tears and the smiles but they would not come again Often people stop beside me and would ask: "Why?" thinking I was pained, thinking they could help. But they don't understand nor could they ever understand... I am tired – so very tired – of simply being, and simply going on. All is lost to me now, swept away by time, by realizations and by indifference. But I try to gr