Scattered memories, A bait of deception, Daughter of April, Fly, Guitar Strings, Flowers, Evermore

1.Guitar strings

Ears dance, to tender tunes
Guitar strings so alive.
Oh,sweet love,but
Mine are rusted
You need to see penstrokes,
This tragedy of mine.
My vessel shrinks
As I flip through the pages.
Give me time,maybe years,
Would you be patient,dear,
To see candlelight in the bedroom
Or enjoy bubble baths as one?
This trauma,a scar,a hand,
Burned into the flesh;
My foot feels impure,itchy,
And I wish I was deaf
To the words that left wounds
In a room with angelic sounds.
I feel pity for my music sheets and
The instrument I abandoned since.
Strange how what got caught up heals
As I imagine my friend in my hand
Singing by the campfire
With you beneath a starry night sky.

2.Scattered memories 

I lay with my eyes wide open
On that sleepless cruel night
When my heart was broken
Like the countless dreams held tight.
My helpless suffering soul,
Miserable were the days to follow.
Life threw me around like a ball;
A ship with no sail, I was hollow.

The pills I took gave me no hope
Nor the words the doctors told.
The echoes through my mind like a rope,
Tightened my neck, with merely a breath to hold. 

Words spoken never was erased.
The light inside died away.
Hurt was I over the anger released
And with every second my moods sway. 

Jumped from the roof
To get away from the pain.
The scar on my hand the proof,
Escape from failure to be the gain.

But this too shall pass, I believed,
And in wise words and fairytales.
The magic of the universe revealed
What the scattered memories entail. 

3.Flowers

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
But my flowers are crafted.
So, I choose the colours too.

Glitter on glue,
Paper and you,
We are not of blood,
Here is to bonds created anew.

With paints we dip
Leaving hues today,
On chart and canvas,
Us artists molding clay.

A lifeless childhood,
A barren land,
Has now come alive;
Bless your green hand.

Maybe my angels sent
You my way,
To see my inner child
Playing tag one day.

With mud and leaves
We cook a stew.
For a moment we laugh,
Then continue.

Among the trees we run
Indulging in fun,
Compensating the emptiness,
A state of sadness.

Joy was shone,
When control gone.
In the state of flow,
I was a warrior no more.

Dropped my sword,
Wielded a pen,
I surrendered to nature,
To birth itself.

4. Daughter of April

Green pastures and rough rocks,
Rotten wood welcoming life;
You remind me of the rigid ground,
This beautiful Earth of ours.
I wonder why you feared the world
When you were that of mine.
Clock ticks yet time stopped,
When we walked side by side,
Along the street when it rained,
Our socks drenched carrying
The loud laughter,the giggles,
The mischievousness of youth.
Daughter of April,
Friend to the infant of March,
You were a victim of anger,
A soulmate of mine.
My heart breaks, it aches,
As you shed tears.
This everyone around knew
But not what parted us.
Let me see your smile,
That bloomed in the winter,
When you held the coffee mug,
A Christmas present in December.
I never have loved anyone
Like I have you;
Quite opposite of resentment
And I never can do.

5.A bait of deception

You are a memory
I wish I could recall,
A glorious view
Fading into the fog.

Punishing myself forever
Laying in your arms,
Of my vivid imagination;
The honor is mine.

How I wish the smoke
Would stay right there.
But, a lingering soul would be blinded,
It stings my reddening eyes.

Red flower of infinite charm,
Your sight evokes ecstasy
And butterflies swarm around,
Landing on your palm.

Oh! I must say this-
Your kindness is a trap,
A bait of deception,
A siren’s song. 

6. Evermore

Hold me,my cozy nest,
As I fall asleep against your chest.

The trauma, for long,kept me awake,
But now my heart is as calm as a clear lake.

Digging deep to my core,
Those eyes speak “evermore”.

They ground me as they drown me whole,
That is the enigmatic irony of the mystical call.

Healing together is better,
As you never let my wounds fester.

Growth in spirit was a given,
When you turned hellish fights into harmonious heaven.

“Love will never hurt on purpose”, you said,
“You are a part of me in hope and dread”.

7. Fly

Loyal are you,my bird;
No matter how far you fly,
You come back chirping home when,
I crave your voice, your song.
Years have passed,yet,
The bond that linked
Has only strengthened
Like the resolve you have.
Imagination is a blessing
But a curse when I think of you leaving.
Friction was inevitable,
But the love is immeasurable;
Surviving the test of time,
Growing more and more as I pine,
For your presence,your warmth,
That drove away the coldness,
Lit a campfire of happiness
And tucked me with a blanket of coziness.
My saviour who brought me
Out of hermit mode,my sorrows,
Thank you for your understanding,
Your hope for tomorrow.
I like the way you rely
On me when you want me,
Your honesty that surprises me,
And your empathy, the faith in your being.
So, let me tell you
The world is wide, the sky is high,
You have surpassed everyone in my eyes,
Because you are the only one who tried.