Contrasts

Days are long...
Nights short.
My heart is heavy ...
My spirit light.
My eyes are dull...
My complexion bright.

Hopes are dead...
Yet, fears alive.
My soul is starving...
While my ghosts thrive.

Where am I headed ?
Am I lost..
Or found...?

Blasphemous, I don't want to be called 
And fear for my end.
Which will take me...
Under ground !!

"Happy Birthday to Me"

Another year lived !!
Another one begins !!
The journey of life is
Passing at a surreal pace..
It was just yesterday,
That I was a little girl...
Ridding the wind on my
Unseen wings !!