~* Whirlwind *~

The early times revolve about me.
Somedays they spin so fast
I can not even see them.
But this day I see the whirl clearly.

Pieces of thoughts fly by
Like torn newspaper clippings,
Headlines rotate through my mind.

I can feel the emotions
As each one twirls past me:
The accidents, the glories,
The politics, the meanings.

As I grow older, sometimes
They overwhelm me
With their myriad memories
From early times:
Joys, sorrows, and moments of deep feeling.

Smells, taste, emotions whirl past me
In a hurricane of memories
To remind me that ... I Am.

DanD Rau & Sazzy Oh

~* Whispers in the wind *~

There are no whispers;
There is no wind;
There is just the vast silence of
Nothingness:

Lost,
Alone,
Tears,
The ache that never quite goes away.

Thoughts hidden,

I tire of digging the huge holes to hide them in.
They push their way to the surface
Faster than I can cover them.

Where are the whispers in the wind,
The ones that used to whisper of hope?
The wind had died;
The whispers are dead,

Just the lonely silence,
Nothing more.

Never give up?
Ha!
Maybe it's time!

How do you get through each day
knowing the next will only be worse?
How do you smile
when your heart is breaking,
broken.

Friends run away.
No one wants to think it could be them.
Lets hide our heads in the sand and pretend.

Is there no one that will hold out a hand,
even one,
To say ... I understand?
I'm here.

Nope,
alone,
Lonely.

The end.