Previous sparks of ashes on the core, thought it'd been diminished,
As the wind sways by and rekindles its sensation of heat,
The tiny motion of incandescent, enlightened once again,
Burning through the campfire site where it once resided,
As the silent night enlarges its span of composure, curtaining the environment with its veil of shadow.
The decision is firm, as the fire is being blazed off,
When once thought it had been concluded, lightens once again,
The warmth of uneasiness would once again simmers through the night,
The smell, notion of excitement, and ignition degree of scorching warmth,
Repeats itself in the same location, preparing to repeat whatever it does before.
Whether the scenario is humid, or filled with tense,
The flame will slowly be burnt according to the nature order,
Focusing on its duties, maintaining its occupation until it eventually reaches its finite ending,
Where everything that it could combustion being reduced to ashes,
As it particles fade into the air, dusting with the flow of the night breeze.
The emotion that once thought being abandoned, reemerges in an untimely manner,
Where everything is unexpected, occurring within its own phase of revolution,
The tiny shred of emotion once thought being rent asunder, multiplies like mushrooms after rain,
Budding once again through the core, filling the voids of sorrow while manufacturing another,
Giving away a tinge of freshness, as comparable to a newborn cycle.
Feelings are a fragile commotion of expression by a sane mind,
Only functions precisely when our conscious is applied evenly, solving inner conflicts,
Thoughts that won't disappear, shines a somber colour of lust,
Being showered in excitement from the emotion, as one waking up from the dream,
Which vanishes as easily as the tiny dews of mirage, envisioned but unable to be grasped.
The uncontrollable cycle of emotion, blistering our sense of rationality,
As the fire from the ashes blazes slowly into intense light, once again encompasses the darkness with voids of hope,
When it's the sensation of endowment, overpowering the presence of disillusionment that remains its dominance currently,
Conflicts sure to arise, giving everything that one thought could grasp in control a once-again lost reasoning,
Up to one, maintaining the accurate judgment while clutching on the sanity of emotion.
<lonewarrior>
Farid, 6.48 p.m., Friday 4th May 2012.
p/s: My feelings towards the girl had started to re-emerge. I once thought I had forgotten her details of endearment to me, however no matter how strong the wall of your will is, it shatters with the right knock. And her smile in attending to me, while avoiding her friends perception that she's close with myself is the combination of tools that had precisely drilled open an iron barrier that I set up. How emotionally daunting while I'm facing interpersonal conflicts...hope it's for the good this time. How would I like to tell her that I...
The point: my feeling that once I thought had disappeared, re-emerges like a match being ignited by external combustion catalyst.
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