Your Time

On this day of all days,
When my years grow overly pointed,
A thought forces its way to the forefront,
A sharp heartbeat of reflection,
A strange method of precognition,
A outre mix of dread and optimism,

I wonder if I should fear aging,
Does it hold monstrosity for me?
Is a mans birthday a tone of a deathknell?
Or a step towards elegance?
The unstoppable tsunami that time is,
One must either float upon it or be crushed,

Does your time pass like deluges between fingers?
Or gracefully like a claret past the lips?
Do you fade to grey in a bland ward?
Or go out in a tumultuous blaze of glory?
The years are a road with an uncertain end,
Either to a gentle hearth or off a cliff.

Mwahaha!

So i am back home now!

I’ve had a busy time since my last post, visiting the mad house family and spending as much time with Lee as possible.  I got some really awesome presents and plenty of food and alcoholic beverages were ingested.  It’s now the 2nd of January, so it’s actually just turned to my birthday. So yay for that!

I’m going to keep this brief since I’m rather tired from traveling. But yes, i am back and i will recommence posting writings and such in the next day or so. Got a few new ones to unleash on the interwebs after all.

Happy new year! Hope you all had a good time!