Particle.

 You'll get recycled,

Like the stars, like the sky,

Once the particles are born, then the particles die.

The body dissolves,

Soul gets wings of a firefly.

Golden dust.

Fall into my wings,

Let the worries fall,

The tempest of the heart,

Light fume evades that all.

Evaporate in clouds, 

Of thought and crescent dream, 

The stars are getting heavy, 

Your eyelids close with golden beam.

An angel from the sky, it comes, 

And fades away with flow, 

Bringing end to worries, 

In the end of road to home:

-"Now you slowly go." 

The stardust covers lashes,

The feet embrace the snow...

Your heart and soul are silent,

The fingers reached the heaven's glow.

Dry.

In my head space

In my bubble.

Where the world doesn't

See the trouble.

Breathing my skin,

Tears vanished, thoughts deep right in,

I'm clueless, but I just take each thought

And pin and pin.

I am all flowers,

With water off, dried,

I swam like a fish in the water of words

But the water bulb lied.

Ritual.

Close my eyes when it's dark,

The moonlight's silence has eaten the spark

The dazzle that was up in the black skies,

Open my mouth, close your eyes.

The silence listens 

As you put the words back in,

Swallow the darkness,

A dazzling sin right in.

And I breathe the moonlit sky,

We used to crawl, but now we fly

I am here in this synapsis of minds

And now we die.