Tricked by the tricked, checked by the fool
I opened the doors to your footsteps, thinking I'd feel different about you
Where love would softly welcome me, you molded me in it's cage
Prettier by it's name and fancy game
It all seemed telepathically mysterious until it all turned out to be the same
Bleeding through the marks, on the very frame you drew me hearts
"Don't know, don't care" came soon after crashing about old despairs
Letters written, words worth of thousands of poems
Down the drain to some clandestine affair
Silly how time passes by only for those kicking air, finding something
Binding, and fair in depths of nowhere only to be empty again
I tread lightly now, knowing you hold me there
We were poetry, only when I allowed us to be
But maybe you forget that I tell the stories.
Violins lift heartstrings
soar on sentient wings
Evoke dawn’s majesty
hint at evening’s tragedy
Fiddles tease out playful tunes
Violins arrange the heaven’s moons
I tried to write a poem for you,
but my words got all tangled.
See, you inspire me in this way,
and all I really want to say,
is that my heart is trying to be with yours.
I've fallen, not down, but for you.
And now all I can do is yearn to see you.
His fingers flew like hummingbirds
across his old guitar
as he played his wordless melody
in the shadows of the bar.
Suddenly the crowd was still
as every ear tuned in
to hear the song without the words
that sang itself to him.
But someone in the shadows listened
deep within her heart
and heard each silent word
his strings intended to impart.
Then, when the lights came up again
he hushed his old guitar,
and as her misty eyes met his,
he embraced her from afar.
When your world is engulfed in darkness,
I shall give you my sun
If your luscious blue river stops flowing,
I shall give you my ocean
When you lose resolve,
I will lend you my heart
For it is you who I yearn for
None, but you.
When your land turns arid,
I shall give you my clouds
When you lose your vision,
I shall give you my eyes
And when you feel lonelier than ever,
I shall be by your side
For you are the one I yearn for,
None, save you.
When you lose your peace,
I shall give you my happiness
If you ever love someone,
I wish for you to get what your heart desires,
And I shall bear the sorrow,
For you are what my heart yearns for,
You, and only you.
All things beings sing the song of life
Be it song of joy or one of cries
If I was a fish I would sing still
Using my eyes body liquid lips gills
If I was a snowflake in a globe
I'd sing of never ending snow
If I was a white weed in the yard
I'd sing of beauty just as hard
As a puppy I'd howl a song
And wag my tail all along
As a cup on the table
Song would pour make you stable
As a butterfly in the wind
I'd sing of color and you'd join in
As an old shoe with black soul
I'd sing to you of silver and gold
As a baby not yet able to speak
I'd babble angel songs perfectly
As a silver elder with no teeth
My song would be of wise prophecy
As a blue bird my wing would play
Music on the wind as I chirp away
As a raindrop I'd baptize notes
Singing song of Holy Ghost
Life is a song for all to sing
Let the music start strum heartstrings
Heaven has rewarded me with the woman I love
Happiness springs eternal from high above
My love for you burns from deep inside
Together we will embark on a magic carpet ride
When love speaks I listen to the passion it brings
Your sexy voice pulls at my heartstrings
Emotions are stoked by our lips pressed together
Bringing cascading waves of tantalizing pleasure
Holding you in my arms the cuddle hormones kick in
A night of romantic fun is soon to begin
Creating lasting memories for us to share
Our souls unite even when you are not there
We broke up But never dated.
Cause I fell so deeply in love,
With a girl who never related.
How could my heart be so dumb,
Maybe its what it means to be young.
Then why is my soul left in taters,
While she seems unshattered?
The love that a lonely child craves,
Perhaps makes me misbehave.
So quick to fall.
But now I’m left with nothing at all.
leading me to question,
"what did I do wrong?"
cause though I was blind to see,
all along it must have been me.
how can someone bear
this discomforting feeling -
sweet, mutual love
The Unholy sky,
In the middle of the night,
Breaking through heartstrings.
The strings of my heart are pulled taut like a bow
A tension within sourced deep down below
Too many odd dreams, inside me it seems,
Their wretched whispers, a bleak audio
They reach out and grasp my heartstrings impure
Why do they all hold so much allure?
All of them mine, but there’s not enough time
To give to all of my thoughts so obscure.
My head starts to pound, my mind now goes numb,
A song of discord, my dreams start to strum
Upon my heartstrings, and sprouting black wings
Flitter the flutterbies; Wingbeat to the drum
Out the window, a fell wind on the chimes,
My dreams are ill-lit like a forest of pines,
Yet never unknown, for they are my own,
Seasoned and flavored with hemlock and thyme
The wind is now roaring in the twilight
I suffer the scourge each sleepless night
All the long while, my throat fills with bile
For flutterbies flit, the devious blights
My dreams won’t let go of heartstrings so grim
Plucking and playing, live life to their whim
I haven’t the strength to battle at length
Thus I hearken to their dissonant hymn.
When a heart breaks, it truly breaks
Your heartstrings become weaker
Sometimes they snap
Love is a game to me
A game of Simon says
Play my heartstrings like a harp
Maybe you will get the right melody
A soft, sweet thing, this melody
Almost ethereal, nearly heavenly
Perhaps that's what I want it to be
Perhaps you hear something different
Please, if you will
Play my heartstrings like a harp
Find my melody
And I may find yours
Gone like the wind...
He was the one who got away,
She was the one who lost her dreams...
Two souls shattered or played by destiny...
They had mastered every strategy to aim for the hearts of those crowns,
Only to be outgone,
Gone like the wind...
Gone like the wind...
She was the one who lost her dreams...
He was the one who got away,
Those crowns made of heartstrings,
Were wielded by destiny's wand...
Anyone could despire but they desired these hearts!
All gone like the wind...
the heart does strange things
it plays music like a harp
when you are in love
You severed me for your paramour,
My first love, you are mon amour,
Doxy of love surround your heart,
Betrayed in the lanes of my sweeheart,
Sweeping the hectic lanes,
Sleeping in the lonely fanes,
I feel solaced in this heavy rain,
Why is this pity a condolement of pain?
Sire of our children, am a lone parent...
Squire's anguish on your treachery is apparent...
Finding love in your absence,
I am in awe of his presence...
You rush to the aisle in clamour,
Heart cracked, I am married to your paramour.
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