Those sad violin tunes
Those sad violin tunes play for me, from the depths of heart
The moment when love failed me
The moment I became a toy, the moment I became a sick doll
Set to be used at will and discarded without being given a second glance
Those sad violin tunes bid my tears to flow
Even if the night air is smooth and the stars twinkle ecstatically
Happy to be existing, even if they are the only ones to be aware of their aim
Love is a strong word, heavy, fragranced and carries with it double meanings
It can lift me up
As it can break me
It can gift me wings
As it can bury me deep in its own pit
It can have me dance even if I don't know how to
As it can have me fall from the highest summits if it so wishes to
Lost in my own wavy and messy wave
I craft a poem to share with the tunes of the sad violin tunes
So that my heart finds enough will to breathe, easy and steady
Love, being such a powerful word,
Is something I wish not to know
Especially not on this fallen Earth,
An abode which remains too harsh for my frail heart!
Those sad violin tunes, so like rogue waves
Trample upon the blooms of my heart
As I get transported back to a time
When love, which I wished to glorify
Turned me into a nocturnal monster, capable of
Functioning only during the day time whilst
Having to hide my true self at the fall of the night!
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