18. Stir of the storms
Among the strangers and across the streets unbound,
stumbling from this stir of a storm,
fumbling away, giving back the words you spoke,
just like silence taking over the rhythm in a song,
perhaps memories had much to lose, much worse.
I have been waiting, worrying and wondering,
and yet not even a single second made a difference for you.
a chapter is unfinished in the book of fate,
there's no memory that won't fade away,
a haunting echo, like a hidden flame,
burning a fire, your love,
fumbling away, giving back the words you spoke,
just like silence taking over the rhythm in a song,
perhaps memories had much to lose, much worse.
I have been waiting, worrying and wondering,
and yet not even a single second made a difference for you.
a chapter is unfinished in the book of fate,
there's no memory that won't fade away,
a haunting echo, like a hidden flame,
burning a fire, your love,
a player, that played it for too long.
like spilling up water, fleeting on its bottom,
smoke's everywhere,
through the corridors of my heart's vaults,
oh, how they dawdle like a bittersweet song,
like spilling up water, fleeting on its bottom,
smoke's everywhere,
through the corridors of my heart's vaults,
oh, how they dawdle like a bittersweet song,
Impending together like morning light and rain,
rainbows in someone's cloud and a storm in my sky,
This is the price we pay to be at different wavelengths
yet be in the world to have it collided,
sorry and unloved,
paint the purpose,
colours in rainbow to exist for a reason,
you love yourself too much to love someone else,
always in an autumn haze to be the fall for someone.
Fleeting like diverging rivers flowing free,
lakes in the sanctuary of my wooded core,
ephemeral both you and me,
the reality from a blinkered view we live in,
the stakes that are high,
believe in facts and science,
a practical man,
embrace me, we both interlace in magic and spirit guides
and then I reek of you, cant get rid of it.
There's no memory that just won't erase,
a storm stuck left with this lingering trace,
like a bad incident that leaves you with stitches,
and I would scourge myself up for the longest of times,
to spend cursing you for the rest of my nights.
been incomplete, sewn in patches,
because we always held on to the fragments till the end,
rainbows in someone's cloud and a storm in my sky,
This is the price we pay to be at different wavelengths
yet be in the world to have it collided,
sorry and unloved,
paint the purpose,
colours in rainbow to exist for a reason,
you love yourself too much to love someone else,
always in an autumn haze to be the fall for someone.
Fleeting like diverging rivers flowing free,
lakes in the sanctuary of my wooded core,
ephemeral both you and me,
the reality from a blinkered view we live in,
the stakes that are high,
believe in facts and science,
a practical man,
embrace me, we both interlace in magic and spirit guides
and then I reek of you, cant get rid of it.
There's no memory that just won't erase,
a storm stuck left with this lingering trace,
like a bad incident that leaves you with stitches,
and I would scourge myself up for the longest of times,
to spend cursing you for the rest of my nights.
been incomplete, sewn in patches,
because we always held on to the fragments till the end,
we'll ever be the fragments left behind from the stir of storms.