Nostalgia (poetry)

Lying down in the dark

In silence

This clock on the wall

Reminds of your heart beat

Tick-tock, tick-tock

In chimera,

I turn the hands

Back in time

Cast myself in the cold

Of memories

I savour the warmth

Of your embrace,

The spark of your kiss

When tongues rendezvoused

And I'm faraway

Then suddenly,I listen

As your heart tick

Away...

Lost ( poetry)

Murder

At the Truth Mansion

The suspect is at large

The killer lives in my Heart

Another night time

I tread this path again

In pursuit

Of these footprints and clumps
Of blood

In circle, I wander

This path keeps leading back

To me

Cresfallen,

To Heaven I pry

For the wrong I've done
A frowning face falls

From beyond

The place I once knew there

Is gone!