Pangs

And the pictures lifeless,

The smile distant

The frozen moment lost

All in the bygone past

Still, the feelings strong,

Where I belong

Beckons with a pang

As my heart dolefully sang

The Journey

As I walk this path alone,
Feel very weary and worn,
I look ahead, I look behind
And wonder where you I would find
I walk on yet, all alone
And signs from you, find yet none!
Everyday I cry a little
And day by day, we die a little!