clouds

clouds and sun.

dawn

dawn blankets the town in glowing rays of heat.

Comfort

To be friends is to be each other’s comfort zone.

rainy days

the lingering sadness (or happiness) of rain.

Quiet

Smiling from the stars above.

lost

is this a form of torture especially designed for me? to torture me with the worst until i give in? but give in to what – an unknown i have no knowledge of?

lilac

lilac dreams of passing fancies, of thoughts that never come true.

where nothing resides

love where nothing exists burns into obsession.

grey skies

grey skies reflect human endeavors to destroy everything in the process of attempting to be successful.

reluctant arrival

the seasons will come and go. the question is whether to accept it peacefully or not accept it at all.