ONCE UPON TIME

Once upon a time there were friends
Who abide as shelter in the rock as encouragers to our fears
Supporters to our mistakes, light to our darkness
Comfort to our soul, and a hug to our tears

There were families to guide our path
To share their experience preventing us from making any mistakes
To listen our complaint and justify the situation
To watch our steps like gods telling us don’t go there

To analyze which path we are taking in life’s journey
Now both cannot be found
Loving memories are only the remains
Like yesterday it occur like dejavu

Oftentimes it appears in the reminiscence of sweet memories
Like weddings decorated with whites of emerging purity
Grace and grandeur
Harmoniously momentum

The day of questioning approach
And all doesn’t seem beautiful anymore
Where all the colors of memories
Begin to lose its vibrancy

Approaching itself in a form of greyish cast
And in split seconds all remains is the true color
Of what use to be and not anymore
No more radiance and things are not in motion like once upon a time