A day a day, i knelt down to pray
To pray for love to last- come what may.

A walk in the park saw a fresh new start
From the statue with the note- my heart.

But heart
thought never
would i
but surely
i would
come to the point when no ends could

so i wait for the hands
to depict my choice of land
and till then i sleep,
now without a single weep.


That day that day, i knelt down to pray.
To pray for direction- be not astray.

fear not my friend,
deceive has no mend;
shades asunder i learn just to lend.

Roots and soot, no they ain't surreal
least i know them - true to our deal.
No vision in sight
No sun but light
to path the starlit skies tonight.








( i'll continue writing my poem soon)