In the air, a little something

Something in the air reminds me of you,
A tinge of colour from afar,
Paints a familiar picture,
Of days gone by,
Days I spent in the warmth of your arms…

There is a fragrance hanging,
Softly, oh so gently,
Clinging on to the shadows,
Of a memory that was,
Now quickly fading…

Being by your side,
The sense of elation,
I miss the feeling,
Of swinging on your arm,
I miss you…

Break Point!

Mirages, Illusions,
A land of dreams,
Collapsing,
Castles in the air,
Evaporating,
What is real?
Princess or Queen?
Who? When?
A bloody lie,
A messy piece,
Of an old untouched pie,
If it was never so,
Why fake it?
Promises that fade,
Pictures that taint everyday,
No stream or pebbles,
No carpets or stories,
Just a monochromatic monotone,
Of boring reality,
Brutal in its honesty,
Limited in the absence,
Of flights of fancy,
Toying with a mind,
That is losing sanity.