Light hides light But the dark enlightens it The light that you hid within Is more brilliant in my dark cover in You held the light that came across The light that crossed all roads
Have you been ever made aware? That what belongs to you is far very great! Have you know your worth so while? That you are a constellation of bright stars Why stars? Because they hold their own light and win All the dark wars.
You got cold and got froze You froze yourself You got struck and stuck, well I know But your warmth is not heeded so
You can't...no one can hide that tho But within you, you hold so much So vivid and colourful so All you need is a vision A vision to peep in In and deep Deep until you've seen The light that you hold within.
All that exists today is you All that was is not to fret And all that's coming, let it remain a surprise as you. Let's just live!
Remembered those golden days that seemed to have been always having a special place in my heart. Remembered those shills of laughter that echoed all around. Remembered the promises made the oaths taken. Remembered those dancing butterflies on your tummy. Remembered those dazing eyes that said all in light. Remembered those jolly days that made a special place in my heart. But There's no slight of change but a border that's build Because you care only until you're needed to smile You cry and curb and you're no more in need.
Truest is the one who lives in and out And not just around Truest you owe you could be until You see us fall You owe nothing And neither do I
Let it just begin The past is gone and nothing in Silenced soul is the only answer you live with Let the bygones be bygones in And I'd then learn to live.
Inspired by If I could tell you by WH Auden, though this is nowhere close to it's beauty :-) @maiatamarain You made me write, thank you! :-)
Time is our friend as well as a betrayer, It won't last when you need it the most, and when you're aching, each second is the slowest. Who said time is the bestest teacher? Did it teach you that forever is a lie? If I could hate anything in life, it would be change.
What if nature loses it's sheen, when the leaves wilt, when the rivers run dry, when the flowers wither away, when the sun never rises, when wind becomes a dead sound, when the moon never shows it's luminous face?
What if people's feelings change? like in the summers, when they no longer love the sun, like the freezing winters when they turn cold to you, or what if they abandon you like the fallen autumn leaves or like a fellow flower, jealous of your spring?
What if I say this world you live in was never your home? You'll never feel at home as we don't belong anywhere, not even to ourselves. You may say you're a wanderer, but would you admit you're a nomad with no no home to go to?, for home is not a place, but a sense of certainty, of feelings and people you are certain of.
If change is a kingdom, I'm the fallen prisoner, change lives on a throne, and forever is it's slave, change is death, change is life, and betwixt lives the momentary forevers, but if I could tell you one thing, even those forevers is a lie!