Down the Lock

Somewhere
In the silence of the evening
Someone is looking
At the eyes of their children.

Questions
Uncertainties
Disappointments
Frustrations
Fear

The wind is cold outside
The crickets sing their song
The night goes eerie with the sky
Filled of dark shades of loneliness.

Somewhere
Down the lock
Nothing is found.

Where are You?

Where are you, songs of my heart?
The world has gone to confusion.
An impending chaos sits in a corner.
I am sad.

Where are you, my songs?
My letters, my words, my music?

Am I lost?
Why this cold and quiet night
Seems to take me to uncertainties?
Where should time would bring me?