Is it you?

Why is it that I long to hold you? Why is it that I want be hand-in-hand with you? Why is it that I want to reach out to you? What’s it about you that makes me to keep coming back? Why is it that the sight of you sets off a flight of thousand butterflies? Why is it that I want to be there for you, forever? Why is it that I’m still waiting for you? What’s it about you that I’ve forgotten to move on? Why is it that I still long for you? Why is it that my life seems incomplete without you? Why is it I long to see and meet you? What’s it about you that none can be in my life? Is this love or am I dreaming? Is this the love that I’ve been waiting for? Its gonna be you or no other For my heart cannot love another.

Success!

‘I have arrived’ said I to myself With a deep sense of success and achievement Powerful, infallible and omnipotent The ego bubble nearly bursting at its seams There I was resting on my laurels and fame The hunger for future conquests still beckoning The world at my command so to say I had Throwing tantrums with the power of the name As a tiny thought crosses my mind I wonder Is this all worth it that I’ve gained Forgotten have I to enjoy the small things in life That gleeful laugh, that childish grin Would have been happier surely Repented now at the temptation of the ladder Had I risen or fallen, success was inconsequential Had I forgotten to live a life I was happier with Or did I gain everything but lose my soul