Love for all seasons
For multitudinous reasons
Love all season long
Like a nouveau song
Fall, winter
Spring and summer
The beautiful sparrows are singing
And the children are happily playing.
Love for all seasons
For all imaginable reasons
The beautiful flowers come and go
Like the gorgeous afternoon rainbow
In the absence of the subtle rain
Love leaves an indelible stain
In the hearts of all lovers
And in the souls of all writers.
I don’t love you,
I simply love the pleasures of love,
The butterflies in my heart,
The rush of emotions that come with it.
It’s not you I love,
But the beauty of love itself,
The way it makes me feel
When I gaze at the moon,
Or listen to the melodies of the cuckoo.
You may come and go,
But the joy and pain of your love
Will always linger on.
Don’t think I love you,
For it’s my love that I love,
And the feelings that come with it,
That keep me captivated,
In this endless cycle of pleasure and pain.
Oh lady, do you remember me?
The flower you left in the book of poetry.
I lay forgotten for so long,
My petals dried, my colors gone.
But then, a miracle occurred,
I melted warm in the odes of Keats.
His soul now resides within my own,
And I breathe his poetic pain.
Once I whispered to the Sun
But now I sing, of beauty and of joy
For I have become a song, a melody
Born from the words of a long lost poet
But I wonder, when will you return to the library,
To seek out the book and read it once again?
In the passage of time, my love has grown old without you,
A fragile flower, aching for the touch of morning dew.
Once, our dreams interlaced, and we painted sunsets bold,
Casting vibrant hues across the sky, a tapestry to behold.
But now, those sunsets fade, their brilliance turned to gray,
Devoid of their true view, lost in shadows of yesterday.
The keys of my piano, once alive with melodies divine,
Now bear the weight of weariness, a touch that can’t align.
Their ivory surfaces struck, yet the enchanting tunes they bear
One day I hope to feel ok,
I’m here praying on this stage.
Waiting for the day, I just wanna feel ok.
MDMA made me feel ok, just waiting for the day I’ll get to feel sane.
Waiting on the day to get back in my lane.
For now I’m just grinding for my fame.
Weed made me feel better, just a temporary solution to a problem that lasts forever.
A little bit calm to a flame that lasts forever.
I’m just grinding for my fame in hopes to feel better.
Singing of sadness in her mind,
Longing for a meaning to her life,
Frozen in solitude pleading for warmth, a flame to ignite
Desperately seeking the tiniest light.
Something to awaking what had once died inside,
The smallest chance for the numb to reside.
Rising from ash in search of a home to hide his fortitude,
All potential had become tired, withered from being used,
Screaming through brilliant fire, angered at the world
“ My heart have breaks”
My heart have breaks
That Wonders and shape
Stretch across two lines
In a deluded paradise
Where I have died twice
But only love once
My hearts have breaks