Thoughts of the day

With rain splashing on the face, a passing thought that the visor is doing its job

With soul raising above the self, with the thoughts that sour high

With breeze strong enough to push you off, manage to hold the bike in place

With thoughts that assure you that these are the moments worth living for

With fleeting glances on the hand that can never heal now!

The hand that was meant to heal will never ever do that now

Emotions so strong well up from within, is it the rain drops running down the cheeks?

No, waves of emotions linger round the eye's corner, ready to swallow you any moment

your heart a desert of feeling, ready to desert you any moment it feels fit.