Blue is refreshing like the morning dew-
A constant reminder of a life anew.
Blue represents feelings and emotions too.
It's that sadness I feel when I'm not with you.
I wish I could color my world white,
But that's a bullet I have to bite.
Hence, I painted it gray and black;
Then I'll wait for you to come back.
Yet I'm sweet like orange for you;
It's one thing I don't usually do.
But you're sour and selfish though,
Which sets fire that no one can blow.
Your silly acts get me tickled pink;
One of the reasons why I'll sink.
You seem to have lost any feeling,
While I try to be caring and nurturing.
I can mention every color and hue
To put into words what I'm feeling
Hence, I wrote this ode for you
In memory of nothing.
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Of Onions & Tears
You walk in and out of my thoughts;
I can’t stand the torture it gives me.
In the shadows we stay,
And that is my only reality.
But why would you just blankly stare
When I used to own your vision?
I am trying to keep it all in,
But like child I want to scream.
Some questions remain unanswered.
My fingers can’t count anymore.
Like your poor, tired, and sleepy eyes,
You heart wanders along the shore.
I can’t hold and keep you with me;
My hands aren’t capable of saving you.
Still, I don’t want to let you go,
For losing you means losing a part of me too.
I do not own you;
That’s why I live in fear.
I wish I can chop onions
Without shedding a tear.
You lead the way; I follow.
You push me away; I stay.
You give up; I do not give in.
You move on, I just can’t.
I can’t stand the torture it gives me.
In the shadows we stay,
And that is my only reality.
But why would you just blankly stare
When I used to own your vision?
I am trying to keep it all in,
But like child I want to scream.
Some questions remain unanswered.
My fingers can’t count anymore.
Like your poor, tired, and sleepy eyes,
You heart wanders along the shore.
I can’t hold and keep you with me;
My hands aren’t capable of saving you.
Still, I don’t want to let you go,
For losing you means losing a part of me too.
I do not own you;
That’s why I live in fear.
I wish I can chop onions
Without shedding a tear.
You lead the way; I follow.
You push me away; I stay.
You give up; I do not give in.
You move on, I just can’t.
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