A fallen love
I had fallen in love not to long ago
I had fallen in love with the world's most lost soul
When we met for the first time my fast pacing world became slow
And my heart skipped a beat with my thoughts lost in the unknown
My eyes locked onto yours, hoping to see a glimpse of light
Only to find an array of stars that lit up the night
Not only that but a honeydewed sight
You had taken control of my life love and time
The world's most lost soul had found a love in me
A timeless love that I had intended only to share with thee
The reality is that my love is true
But now I see that it was never the same for you
Your eyes glimmer for someone else and so does your heart beat to
Your heart longs for another while mine longs for you
A fallen love not wanted but true.
World of music
A place full of wonder
A melody for every mile
A meaningful muse for every mountain top
A once apon atime for every note
The smell of harmony is so sweet
And the breathe of cool fresh air that flows down into the lungs like a sensational feeling that never ends
The buildings are like tall sheets of music that hold the untold stories for both the good and the bad.
The seas are like never ending vibrant symphonies that lock on to the stars and unites to create the perfect timeless tune of peace.
The gradens a place of tangy tunes. That never cease to amaze the taste buds of those who indulge in the flavour of endless summer sounds.
The day time a time of working and living with a song in ones mind and heart.
The night although is a time where the whimsical melody of one's dreams become a reality and every step taken is single note closer to the finale. The greatest hit of all. One's vocal victory!
But then to one's songfull sorrow, a dream it was but a place of harmony it will always be.
"A place, What a place!
A wonderful but sound place,
Every note is an untold story,
A melody for every high and low,
A place, What a place.
A dream of sleepless wonder
In the darkness safe and true, trapped in the shadows,below the thick mountain dew, the sparks of lighting ran through the cloud, with the tremmers of clashing giants being so loud my eyes shuttered; watching as they fought sinking into the mattress so that I won't get caught . Drifting away to something so unreal something even more enchanting and surreal .A honey-dewed glaze covered my eyes and the trashing of the giants was lead to its demise sleeping as if ,I were on that very cloud, I closed my eyes and spoke aloud asking for the night to never end and for the mountain dew to cover every corner and bend . The giants stopped to watch my slumber the lighting yielded and so did the thunder or was it just a,
Dream of sleepless wonder?
Blind sight
What I see is what I know
And
What I know is what is seen
A blur a blob
A figure here and there
And an all-time show of purely blank pages that are filled with the ink that comes from...
The times where I touched the soft whispy wind and felt the burning sun that shone above in the skyline like a ruler to her subjects.
The times where the rain droplets had fallen onto my face like a cold sensational feeling.
The times where I could never had visualised another's face but felt their emotion in different ways like when
In pain a feeling of awareness arises to say it's time to give comfort.
When there a joyous occasion laughs will be shared.
When angry all it will take is for me to place their hand in mine to show that no matter what, I'll be there.
I don't see colour but I hear the sounds of the vibrant shades of blue in the skyline
I feel the warm yellow and burning orange sunrays that dance apon my skin
I smell the roses that hold the scent of a thousand shades of red
I taste of the fruit that lays in the gardens, oh how sweetly the plump purple wine grapes taste like the colour of the sunset when the queen lies to rest.
What I see is what i know and what I know is what I've seen
Maybe not in person but in my mind and it's absolutely beautiful.