Memories of You

When it fades away,
Into the night,

Polished rough edges,
Like ocean glass,

It changes ever,
So slowly & surely,

Till it exists in,
A newest form,

It's lost its sharpest,
Sting & ache,

Yet even time,
Worn & faded,

The questions unanswered,
Haunt the darkness,

Never the same,
But never gone,

Memories of You.

*~*Jenah Resurgam*~*

This Blank White Page

A writer's enemy,
This blank white page,
Thoughts bouncing around my head,
Fans working to cool unrelenting humidity,
What if I don't know what to write,
Is it always for competition & recognition?
This quiet before the storm,
Maybe writing can simply be,
Can simply exist,
This blank white page.